Ann is alone. She is singing at the top of her voice. She is begging attention.
It doesn’t matter if others pound on walls or shout at her to be quiet; she is getting attention. It makes her happy that she is being noticed!
But for a normal person, being within ten feet of Ann is exposing yourself to her mental issues. For Ann is one of those people who hates herself. One of those people who are walking disaster areas.
Every problem, event, trauma is worn like a cape, and they can go off at any moment.
They go on as if their problems are so huge that they are crushed by them and everyone should kow tow and clear a path.
There are others who survived the most unbelievable things, but you wouldn’t know, because that doesn’t define them.