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Six straight nights of wracking nightmares. (More wracking that usual, that is.)
Horrible, aching grief. I miss Micawber so badly right now.
Too much work. Far, far too much work. Overworked, stressed, my self-esteem eroded, panic singing a song only dogs can hear down all my nerves.
Confusion of identity.
Patches of high functionality interleaved with pure breakdown.
Mental whiplash.
Horrible, aching grief. I miss Micawber so badly right now.
Too much work. Far, far too much work. Overworked, stressed, my self-esteem eroded, panic singing a song only dogs can hear down all my nerves.
Confusion of identity.
Patches of high functionality interleaved with pure breakdown.
Mental whiplash.
