Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i struggled with feelings of guilt as i took very gentle care of myself during my recovery and sometimes even now
i feel like a babysitter of year olds who act like naughty year olds
i feel an eager anticipation
i am not a catholic i certainly don t feel it is my place to take sides on this issue but i am curious how the leadership of the catholic church will mesh with its own people over these issues in the coming years
ive had to harden my heart to toughen my skin in order to truly protect myelf from feeling utterly devastated
ive been feeling restless in my career
i feel so useless to her because the help i want to give her is the kind she doesnt believe in and doesnt want
i am feeling oh so low
i do like that but it just makes me feel so unimportant
i was talking to elder ditlevsen the other day about my plans at college and things and how you guys were all way excited for me to get back and he told me that he remembered feeling a little nervous as a parent
i feel out of place because im more relaxed and informal
i feel helpless here with no car no cash no say
i also feel it can be rude to see your family doctor out and about and approach them together with your ailments
i have a feeling if he balks at the soup it will be divine enough for me to finish all by myself
i never got anything from mountain lore forest lore or cave lore and only once from town lore and i feel like i probably missed opportunities to try them
im feeling glad that we got that first show out of the way and its in the rear view mirror
i thought he was just the type that doesn t show his feelings i laughed and convinced myself that i don t know what s happening beyond closed doors so who am i to make conclusions
i just woke up from my nap and i feel extremely agitated and grumpy
i wiggle my toes to feel the cool sheets across my skin bringing awareness back into my body as i descend down from a dream state back into my bed
i have immense sympathy with the general point but as a possible proto writer trying to find time to write in the corners of life and with no sign of an agent let alone a publishing contract this feels a little precious
i am inferior to them then i feel as i did as a child who was not respected not listened to and not allowed to have an opinion
i feel so embarrassed of myself for even having the nerve to post them all up for everyone else to read
i remember feeling excited about that particular day because i considered myself a grown up and woop
i feel damn agitated during the speech
i feel horrible most of the time
i feel smart and needed