Mentally, I’ve cut everyone off. And I’m okay with it.
Lately, I’ve felt something shift inside me. Not suddenly, not all at once but slowly, like a fog rolling in and settling over everything. I’ve mentally cut everyone off.
No angry fallouts. No dramatic announcements. Just… silence. Distance. A quiet unraveling of connections I no longer have the energy to maintain.
And surprisingly, I’m fine with it.
People say we’re wired for connection and maybe that’s true. But sometimes, the constant noise, the emotional obligations, the invisible weight of being “available” for everyone else becomes too much. There’s a kind of peace in stepping back, in choosing solitude over social burnout, in protecting my energy without explanation.
It’s not about hate or bitterness. I don’t wish anyone harm. I just don’t want to be around anyone right now.
I don’t answer messages. I avoid small talk. I scroll past group chats like they don’t exist. I sit in the quiet and let it hold me. And for once, I don’t feel guilty about it.
I used to fear being alone. Now, it feels like a boundary I should have drawn a long time ago.
Solitude isn’t emptiness. It’s space for healing, for clarity, for reconnection with myself.
If you’ve ever felt this way like the world is just too loud and you need to retreat know this: it’s okay to unplug. It’s okay to step away from people, even the ones you love, if your mind and heart are tired.
You don’t owe everyone constant access to you. You don’t need a reason to rest.
I don’t know how long this mental distance will last. Maybe it’s temporary. Maybe it’s the start of something new. But for now, not being around anyone is fine with me.
And that’s enough.
Thee Juju Aura 