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Oh hey new stress nightmare! Come on in, make yourself at home, no problem. Because my psyche needs one more way to torment me. It was all about our having bought a new house, and then my getting let go from my job.

When I'm sane, I realize the chance of work letting me go is pretty slim. I'm not doing the same quantity of work as I did before, but the quality is much better, because I'm getting to focus on one thing at a time, instead of scrambling to make sure the million-and-a-half words of content had least one quick read-through and were spellchecked before I built and published them. However, this means that I'm really, finally doing technical writing work, and I'm learning new stuff. I'm not instantly perfect at it, which means the Brain Raccoons start chittering about how I'm a failure, my coworkers are having to pick up the slack, and no one is telling me because they all resent me. My Brain Raccoons are overachievers.

Thank you, everyone who chimed in on disliking video tutorials. It made me feel better about my annoyance with them.