I want to feel safe when I talk.
I genuinely have nothing to say right now.
You don’t seem interested.
I am thinking.
My inner world is calling. Please hold.
I’m censoring my stream-of-conscious ramblings… because clouds, broccoli, and my grandma don’t connect in your world.
I’m trying to figure out what to say.
You make me uncomfortable, so it’s easier to look awkward and be quiet.
I’m extremely hurt and would rather get you back later by undermining your psyche than throw shallow insults now.