I apologize for the cringe the podfic will be, but I have no regrets.

You mean a colorful bunch of lil gays, right? Dw, everyone can make a typo.

Lies! You lie! Because you know how fragile my heart is, and how big my fear of failure haunts my soul.

I told u I was being dramatic

Of watching it slip through my fingers like grains of sand. In the end success does not soothe my restless heart; it only amplifies my ache.

Will anyone care about the next thing I write? What once felt like a conquered mountain now feels like a precipice — every word written afterwards teeters on the edge of failure. The applause, no matter how loud, is transient. The act of basking in success becomes tainted by the dread of losing it.

Victory does not fill the emptiness within. It only opens the door to the tormenting and suffocating fear that this fleeting triumph was an anomaly, a fluke that can never be repeated. Doubt, uninvited guest as always, whispers it's insidious questions: Was it good enough? Do I deserve this?

You have been warned. I'll send u a doc link then through discord

Run away parker, I'm high maintenance (?