I do not ask "am i annoying" because if I wasn't already, that will make me annoying, fulfilling the prophecy as foretold by the ancient ones. But I sure do think it sometimes.
It's both heartening and really depressing to know I'm not the only one who gets stuck in that little feedback loop. I constantly worry I annoy the shit both out of strangers and ever what I care about, but if I try to figure out if I am actually annoying to them, that in itself is annoying, and we end up in this metaphysical bullshit pretzel ouroboros from which I cannot escape.
You are not annoying.
I am probably not annoying. I hope I'm not, oh god here comes the self-doubt klein bottle again
