I’m exhausted past the point I knew exhaustion even existed. I’m glad my friends pushed me into this. Both of them were extremely freaked out after finally seeing me.
I don't know how long I'll have it. It's pretty bad. It's hard for me to type things. Unless I tell you otherwise privately, please don't contact me. Especially if you expect a response, which includes both writing back, or even just wanting me to feel a certain way emotionally, or wanting the contact with me that writing to me provides. Because I probably will lack the energy for any of that.
I may end up writing stuff online or I may not. But unless what I write is a private email to you, the request that you don't write to me or call me still holds. Because likely if I do write stuff online, it will be because I had energy to do it at that moment. It doesn't mean I have the cognitive or emotional energy at some other moment to handle reading or responding to (including just emotionally) your email.
I may or may not be able to moderate blog comments so be patient.