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Long exposure is hard.

This is out-of-focus but I loved the light pattern too much.

Odd that I love bright, shiny things so much when I'm generally quite dark inside...

I switched my anti-depressant right after the election becauce being off meds + shocking election = Angela sitting in her closet sobbing and logically concluding she should kill herself. Funny how brains work, huh?

I'm always overwhelmed with the sense I'm failing everyone even though I don't really know who'd I be failing seeing as essential family members abandoned me before I could remember. Maybe now I'm failing my patrons? 

The sense of already failing fills me with so much dread I often feel paralyzed. I wish I could find a medication that could get rid of that feeling.