Alive but at what cost

Last edited 8 minutes ago. Hey folks. Haven't been around for a while now. Wanted to drop by and say a quick hello, that I'm still alive. I'm afraid my last post was a bit on the dramatic side, and since then I've been meaning to write a bunch here to bury that, but alas. That didn't happen. Ever since I got back home from C. City I've been weird. Partner threw a pizza party with the neighbors (where he cooks the sauce and makes the pizza dough and we all just sit around enjoying ourselves bc he has a method and can't stand ppl around him) against my will and I was forced to interact. I cannot tell you how un-interactive I've been for the past couple of weeks. It's like I barely wanna hear my own voice, let alone have a dialogue. I was grumpy for like half the time but ended up enjoying myself. That's the issue with me: shutting down is so easy and comfortable for me, if I'm not forced out of my shell, I'll just isolate completely. It's kind of ironic, honestly. When I met my partner…