There's no way to sugar coat this: It's a bad day. It's been a bad week and today is even worse. I've wanted to cry at least 200 times so far and feel like getting in my car and running away where no one could find me.
I'm sure it'll pass. I'm sure it'll get better. I mean, it has to, right? It certainly can't continue to be this sucky. My psyche can't take it.
Deep breaths, deep breaths. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Now, scream.
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