In my previous entry, I stated that English does not have the requisite words to encapsulate how miserable I was yesterday. English does have the requisite words. One word sums it all up.
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JEALOUSY
I am jealous. That’s it, that’s all. Nothing more, nothing less. I can put this mystery to rest. I’ve named it, and now I can tame it. Oh what is wrong with me? What are my feelings telling me? Can you tell that I’m one of those vile little creatures that doesn’t normally have access to their emotions? I’ll take the shame on this one. It was so obvious. You’re just jealous babz init.
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