There are days when I just need to be alone inside my own head. These are the days when I seriously retreat from society. I don’t talk, won’t pick up my phone, & many times, don’t even leave my house. It’s just me, decompressing, processing, trying to work things out inside myself, before I have to interact with society at large once again.
On these days, it’s best to just leave me be.
I’m not fit company for anyone when I’m wandering inside my own head. Let it go.
I’ll be fine.
If my decompression days get disrupted, it can throw me off for yet another week, struggling to get through, because I didn’t get that time for myself.
If I’m out of touch, not answering, leave it alone.
Please.
I’m not lost, I don’t need help, I just need to recharge, regroup, & relax.
And while it might seem like mindless drivel to someone on the outside looking in, to me, it’s the little things, if not dealt with promptly, that end up becoming the largest issues for me.
I used to shove everything down, all the time, stamping on the emotions, the little hurts, the aches and pains of daily life…until they would suddenly burst forth like a volcano. And then, everyone within the blast radius would get burned.
So, when I take these days, it’s not just for my mental health…it’s to prevent Krakatoa 2.0
Brea's Air 
As long as you know what’s right for you! We all need some decompression and that’s totally okay in my opinion.
I am exactly the same. Except my family doesn’t get it. So there is regular carnage in my life.