me: i'm pretty sure i'm going insane.
liz: oh, DO tell.
me: i don't know liz
my anxiety is worse than ever
i don't know how to talk to people
liz: what?
let it all out
me: and i'm pretty sure my novel sucks and it's not even finished yet and if it doesn't sell i don't know if i can take it
and i started drinking coffee again
liz: OH GOD NOT COFFEE
me: espresso
liz: well, that'll give you jitters and make it hard to talk to people if you're all speedy
or are you just having a hard time finding words for your coworkers who just got laid off? cause that would be hard for anyone
me: no, like
everyone
liz: who the hell do you talk to?
me: i was at a party a few weeks ago and it would've been so easy to talk to people before, and i just clammed up and i was like i don't care about these people but i don't actually have friends around anymore so it might be nice to have some but i just couldn't open my mouth
and the only person i said more than 2 words to was natasha lyonne
but that was because she said hi when she passed me and she looked familiar and i thought she went to my high school
liz: oh nice name dropping, i see what you did there.