I realized that what I am feeling—the mixture of jealousy, pressure, and suffocation— is probably some sort of mental constipation from having taken a lot of information in and not processing a lot of information out. Basically, I’m just trying to push the sh*t out of my brain. Think of this as a mental laxative. I hope that going through this process will give me some relief.
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