My doctor is 14 minutes late to our appointment and counting. Wtf lady. It doesn’t take much to get dressed and show up in front of a camera. Do you have to prepare or something? Preparation H? Didn’t put your condom on?

Ugh. I feel today as if something is wrong. And as is usually the case, there will be no one to console me. I can’t really explain. It’s not really trepidation. I have fine distinctions for all these terms and concepts in my mind, so I’d know. But when something is out of the ordinary, it bothers me. I don’t know if it’s all the stupidity on Twtter. Or the lack of functionality I serve at work. Or something else. I don’t know. I feel bad.

I shouldn’t be so concerned about things. I want such a perfect life. As long as I get paid, it should be fine. Really. As long as I’m paid and my psychosis isn’t acting up, I should be fine. Why am I so worried?

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