I can’t make any more fake conversation. I can’t answer “How are you?” with a false smile and a “Fine, thanks” or “What have you been up to?” With “Oh nothing much” without wanting to scream.
Everything is in shambles and I am miserable, thanks for asking.
I can’t fill silences with anymore banal conversation about the weather, vacation plans or other mudane topics.
If I can’t really talk to you, I don’t want to. Not now.