Being sad is one of my least favorite things to be, but it seems to have taken over my life lately. Whether it’s seizing a sudden rush of regret, discovering bad news, or feeling alone in a room full of people, I sulk and isolate myself from everyone overthinking about all the possible outcomes if I had done that better. When I’m upset there’s no trying to cheer me up, either. I just have to wait until I’ve thought about everything long enough to try and start up my day again.
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