Today was absolutely terrible. I woke up late, spilled coffee on my favorite shirt, and the weather was gloomy. Everything felt wrong.
"I hate my life. Nothing ever goes right. This day can't get any worse!"
"...Actually, the coffee shop gave me a free replacement, I found a new favorite shirt on sale, and the rain was kind of peaceful. It was one of the best days ever and I'm grateful for every moment."
Why do I have to feel things so intensely? Can't I just have normal reactions like normal people?
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