That feeling you get when you realise you wrote an entirely wrong story.
That sinking feeling you experience when realise that you're the only one.
That desperate feeling to control your emotions to prevent any judgment for being over paranoid / insecure /not confident / over expecting.
Going around in circles.
No more second chance.
Move on.
/edit/ just as I was typing this,
Sheryl's encouragement text came.
No idea how thankful/ appreciative I am for such small actions it's really things like these that touch the heart.
Thank you.