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My name is Rachel, and I am chronically miserable (now you all say, "Hi Rachel!" to make me feel welcome, and clap so that I feel loved).
I would go on, and explain my whole "ordeal," but you're not actually some kind of Miserables Anonymous group and I am truly not in the mood. I am in such grave spirits, in fact, that I cannot nor do I have the energy to think of something witty or even basely funny to say.
I am a depressed depressed person. That is like getting a lettuce salad.
I suppose that was inadvertantly funny.
.rachel
I would go on, and explain my whole "ordeal," but you're not actually some kind of Miserables Anonymous group and I am truly not in the mood. I am in such grave spirits, in fact, that I cannot nor do I have the energy to think of something witty or even basely funny to say.
I am a depressed depressed person. That is like getting a lettuce salad.
I suppose that was inadvertantly funny.
.rachel