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I Hate It When

I hate it when I'm in a room full of people talking about something that I don't have any knowledge about and leaving me feeling so left out and excluded. I hate it when I don't have anything interesting to say, or something to contribute to a group or a discussion since I'm either tired due to lack of sleep, or just feel uninformed. I hate it when I don't have a voice; I can't speak; I can't articulate my thoughts. I hate it when I'm forced to stay silent. I hate it when I can't think. I hate it when I can't see. I hate it when I can't. I hate it when I. I hate it when. I hate it. I hate. I.

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