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the cup runneth over. I have reached that point where I am essentially...full. to the brim. with a very thin viscous layer holding it all in. All the stress, anxiety, emotion, frustration. And when ever anyone wants to add even one drop to the cup it completely overflows and pours forth. And then I'm embarrassed. about the lack of control and composure. About having all this stuff inside in the first place.