Every time I think about applying for a job and getting interviewed I get so sick I feel like I can’t move. Like I’m going to throw up and then hyperventilate
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@lets-try-that-again
Every time I think about applying for a job and getting interviewed I get so sick I feel like I can’t move. Like I’m going to throw up and then hyperventilate
If I could trick myself into a super cleaning mode, that would be so great.
I get that other people treat their stuff badly, just leave it laying around and piling and falling all of the place, and that’s fine. But when people know I’m careful with my stuff and then they aren’t careful with it. Like wtf. Just put stuff where it belongs.
That ache in your chest from emotional pain is so much worse than physical pain
Broken and empty, but my body moves
Cracked and shatter, but you can’t see the bruise.