I’m getting stressed over an essay. I never get stressed over essays. What’s wrong with me?
My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
Speak to me. Why do you never speak? Speak.
What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
I never know what you are thinking. Think.
I can’t do a fucking thing right and I can’t write this bloody essay and I’m just a failure. UGH.