Often in the mornings I feel this “anxiety fuzz” that takes a few hours to lift, so I can be productive. Anything demand driven is really hard to do; I can just meander wherever my attention goes until I calm down. It’s the Aspie/autist thing going on. Psychological warfare makes you deny your own wounds; being invisible, it is seen as “wussy” versus kinetic warfare. Being paralysed by overly strong emotions looks a bit pathetic. The gift of perception comes with a curse of trauma.