Social life

I've gotten out a lot more since the depression lifted, and I have to say, I get tired of being the loudest, most talkative person in a room. Of course, if I got tired of it while I was doing it, that would solve the problem, right? But I keep driving away from gatherings with the sound of my own voice ringing in my ears and wanting to sort of bang my head against the steering wheel a bit.

It's not every occasion that does it; the fewer people and/or the more at ease I am with them, the better I behave, for the most part. I feel I'm probably at my best in groups of four or less, or in gatherings of people I've known for a long time. Groups who are connected to one another in other ways are easier than groups where we are equally unfamiliar with one another, too, for some reason. But when it goes beyond that, it's like I've got two settings - "off" (me knitting over in a corner, or working on something I brought with me) or "on on on on on".

It's exhausting. I'd stay home this weekend, but I'm already committed to a housewarming party in the City; luckily, I think that after that November is mostly family commitments.