Do you ever feel like you just really, really don’t want to be around other people, or talk to other people, or have people say, “How’ve you been?” and “Good to see you!”?

How about when this feeling comes over at just the worst possible time, like right before you’re going to participate in the funeral of an important figure from your adolescence, along with a ton of other people you grew up with?

This will not be an easy day.