One of these days, it's just going to happen. I'm going to snap, scream at everyone. Tell them what I really think. Tell them how low they've made me feel. I'm going to let them know how far they've been pushing, how crazy I've gone. I'm going to tell everyone how ugly I think I am because of them. How I sometimes contemplate anorexia or bulimia. How I thought of smoking just so I could slowly...