I can’t do anything when you’re around

Don’t look at me or what I’m doing.

Don’t ask me questions about what I’m doing. I get nervous and then I can’t keep going.

At this point I can’t even start anything because I’m too scared you’re going to get in my personal space and disrupt my concentration.

I don’t have any privacy and I don’t blame the kitties for taking over my room. I blame you for not understanding my needs when I have clearly spelled them out for you.

I’m so sick of not being anyone’s number one priority. In that case, just leave me the hell alone because I’m so used to feeling alone that it won’t make a difference.

Just go away.

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