Pressure.
I… I don’t even know. Please. Someone. Come here and take the stress off of me. I’m wearing it like a coat, and I don’t know how to take it off. I feel so weighed down, tired, overwhelmed, sick, and just overall terrible. Maybe it will get better after the show. But who knows? At least until then, I’ll have to deal with it. But my shoulders feel like they’ll give way any minute now, and once they go, the rest of me falls down with it.