I hate the fishbowl environment, every movement and facial expression is subject to the scrutiny and interpretation of others. My stomach makes funny noises som

I hate the fishbowl environment, every movement and facial expression is subject to the scrutiny and interpretation of others. My stomach makes funny noises sometimes, I can't control it. And so forth. One time I took a drink of a glass of water on my desk and my coworker made a remark about how I made some strange movement when I took the drink. To me this is hell, to have every single moment potentially under observation. I mentioned how uncomfortable that dynamic makes me and he apologized for his remark, but the point remains. It's not even about privacy, it's about please just fucking let me exist as an entity unto myself. People often think that when Sartre said "L'enfer c'est les autres", he was saying "other people suck and are annoying". But what he was saying is that hell is the constant presence of the Other.