Today as I was feebly attempting to become slightly less of a drain on society by registering for spring semester college classes, I took a moment to reflect on how incredibly tense I tend to get. The most minor stress sends me over the edge, but often I don't show it all that much. Sure, I may get irritated, and perhaps I have a habit if talking really, reeeeally loud when I'm distressed, but that's nothing compared to what's going on inside. You may be seeing this:
But inside you'd be getting this:
The real danger, however, shows up when I'm in legitimate doo-doo. That tends to be much, MUCH more terrifying.
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