Night at the Opera
Musical, actually. Funny Girl.
Back at the stage door,
The die-hard fans seeking alpha
Body shot
Quesadilla
Mole is chocolate and cinnamon
Mommy stop!
lol sorry, son.
Done is done.
I didn’t recognize my own face.
I’m less in weight
But my clothes are tight.
And my trunk is mushy.
I was in the audience for
FunnyGirl in Dallas,
And a second alternate Fanny
Was announced. And I cried.
Cried. And panicked.
I had a slow motion
panic attack in public
In front of 5000 people.
It’s not about the singer.
It’s about me being
Unprepared for change
And having a LOW
Frustration Tolerance.
Poor coping skills.
This eviction is taking its toll on me.
I finally calmed down
After intermission.
I literally cried for an hour and a half.
And then there’s the “shame.”
Like being embarrassed.
It’s like peeing your pants.
It happens. It does.
Coping Skills
Frustration Tolerance
Impulse Control
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