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I need a human to talk to. I need someone to hug me and tell me everything is alright and that the world will not end if I miss a line or a cue or whatever.

I’m so stressed out.

I feel like I’m standing in the middle of a room, screaming my lungs out, and no one is listening.

I’m stretched too thin. I’m like too little butter for a whole loaf of bread.

I’m feeling super alone.

People I would normally turn to don’t have time for me anymore. Everyone is just too busy.

Actually, I’m too busy to be feeling anything really. I shouldn’t take the time to feel. I have other things I could be doing.

Like not failing at life.

I need to address several issues in my life, but I’m scared. I’m scared and I don’t have time to deal with them.

So while I’m busy trying to keep everything together, other things are falling apart.

I really just want to scream. I want to cry. I want to let every ounce of this pent up aggression out.

I’m trying to pick fights with people I care about and it’s just making things worse.

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I’ve cleaned everything. In my rage, I have transformed the house into a beacon of cleanliness. I also have the overwhelming urge to sew. When you sew, it’s a mindless automatic task that makes time go by.

I’m such a woman.

Fuck.

I just really need human interaction.