I think I'd been limiting myself in some ways just writing in first person all the time.
Your misery is everyone else's entertainment.
Time and time again I can't please myself.
I'm really good in a crisis, because I don't panic.
People ask me if I have stage fright. I say, "God, no, I'm completely comfortable there. I have rest-of-the-day fright."
Over and over again in my life, I find closeness to other people and proximity to other people really painful; that's part of my mental illness, social anxiety. Closeness to other people is really hard, but it's also a shame because it's all you want too. But it doesn't always work.