*Sigh*

[perididdle]

PMSing.

Can't write.

Frustrated.

Upset.

Depressed.

Stressed.

I don't want to show anymore. I don't want to do this stupid show next weekend. I can't take these days packed with stress anymore, I barely lasted this show season. I don't find any passion in it, and right now it's less fun and more of a chore. I go there, I show, I somehow screw up, I get yelled at, then it's repeated. Over, and over, and over and I can't friggin take it anymore. I want to just curl up and cry at the thought of having to go do it for two days next weekend. And I sure as hell can't do it for the entire season next year.

Sorry for the random, pointless whining...I need to go lay down or something...

-Maddy

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