i struggle with depression, and latley ive been gettig paranoid since i sopped working

I went to this resturant I could swear these peole were talking about me, one lady actually stared at me twice, two tables over

the on lady was having an angry conversation about somebody that is mentally ill, and how it just gets her mad that his mom won't help him,,,,I was having dinner with my mom

i think this lady is a neighbor, can anybody relate to this kind of crap, I mena she really could have been talking about me,,the parallels were unmistakable,,but why would people care to be so angry about a random hermit like me

does anybody else get anxious when you sit next to other patrons who are having angry disturbing conversations,,at a resturaunt,,i feel very overly sensitive with this,,especially with the in your face,,New York tough talkers