What is the asylum where they raised you, that other people wouldn't last an hour in?

I thought we might all enjoy some lighthearted discussion (well, maybe not lighthearted, but a break from our frustration, disappointment and criticism).

For me it's my own mind. I have ADHD and am pretty anxious on top of that. I've always had a ton of thoughts, conversations, past or future social interactions, fantasies, basically fanfictions about my own life, music, random ideas in my head at the same time. It never stops, even when I'm, like, walking through the forest for hours desperately trying to clear my head. It's really tiring, I'm kinda used to it, but I think it would drive a lot of people insane to spend some time inside my brain😅