There was a point in my life where I was working and doing college. Part time work and full time college. I usually am not a fan of my job, but for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to work 12+ hour shifts. I’d work those and then go home and do my college work and wouldn’t be tired at all. I was also super paranoid to the point where I push pinned my window curtains to the wall so no one could watch me while I slept. When I was at work I was always on edge and was spooked pretty easily. That was almost a year ago and looking back I realize how insane that was. I can barely manage just full time school right now, so I have no idea how I was doing that. Not sure if it was just a burst of energy since the pandemic I haven’t done much and that was getting me out of my house?