I can only be in public for around 2 hours or less before I HAVE TO retreat back to solitude. My PTSD / fight or flight kicks in and I get this feeling that I must immediately get home now now now. Just can't do it anymore. Even talking to random people on the phone about menial things is draining. The anesthesiologist called me to discuss my surgery and she just droned on and on and none of it was registering in my brain. Like I'm just cut ✂️ off from the dimension that the public is in. Cant bring myself to want to be any part of it.