I do that. I let comments in real life and on the internet dig their way into my brain and set me off into a downward spiral of depression and anger. It's so bad I blow off something I might have planned. I just get in the recliner, blanket over me, wasting time. I hate it, but when it happens I can't control it.
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I would have been a prophet, but there's no money in it.
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