Is It Me? Or Is It the Existential Dread?
Hey void fam,
Anyone else a champion overthinker? Like, an Olympic-level gold medalist in catastrophizing situations in their head? Because same.
So, here's the deal: I (may have) (definitely) messed up. Like, sent-the-wrong-text-to-the-wrong-person kind of messed up. And now I'm spiraling. Is this person mad? Are they judging my entire existence based on this one stupid mistake?
My brain is basically a broken record player right now, just repeating "they're mad at you" over and over. I can practically feel the judgment radiating through my phone screen. (Is that even possible? Someone tell me that's not possible.)
Ugh, the worst part is, I don't even know how to fix it! Do I apologize profusely? Play it cool? Crawl into a hole and never come out? Help, internet void, you're my only hope!