Okay, so it’s 5:30 in the morning and I’m awake and crying. And I know it’s foolish and I know I’m probably over-reacting, but I can’t help it. Maybe it’s the incident at hand or maybe it represents some larger issues in my subconscious that I haven’t yet come to terms with.
So it goes like this: when I converse with people in RL, I have a tendency
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