You know when you wake up from a dream and stuff from it stays with you? Especially the last sentence spoken to you? And it just had to be something inducing self-doubt, feelings of rejection and wariness verging on paranoia? Yeah. That.
Spent the time getting ready for work crying. Now… just... subdued and kind of sad. There was painful lonely truth in the dream, even if the people were different (unknown IRL). Sigh. Really reticent to talk today, that's for sure.