I don't know why I am crying in the middle of Cheddar's. Well not in the middle - in the back corner of the bar waiting for the to go order. ANXIETY heighten by the sensitivity of panic growing leaps and bounds.
I guess I've grown old and that doesn't matter!!!! I feel like I don't matter. I'm tired. I'm done. It doesn't matter does it?
No one knows me anymore because to them - I'm just fine! F.I.N.E.
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