I am so bothered that I'm almost inconsolable.
And no matter what H says to me, and no matter what those self-help websites write, I am in this rut. Only God can help me.
I know my life is not in danger, I know there isn't anything crazy happening, so hence you might think my feelings are trivial. Well, you know what? I wish they were trivial. Then perhaps I would feel okay?
Facing fears is serious shit.
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