Lately I find myself feeling rages and being in horrible moods because I can't keep up with basic housework, shopping, even fixing my hair. I was never a lazy person, but when people come to my house it is so embarrassing because it appears that I am a fat, lazy, slob. It is so unfair, because that is not who I am inside. I want to live and I want to live heartily. I am just so sick of being sick. Just had to vent. Please permit me to say a few prime words here in code. !@#$#$ %^%#^ &*&^** and dammit too.
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