YOU KNOW WHEN YOU HAVE AN ANXIETY. AND IF YOU TALK ABOUT THE ANXIETY OR ABOUT THE THING, IT MAKES IT IMMEDIATELY A FUCKTON WORSE. AND THEN YOU SPEND FIFTEEN SWEEPS IN A TAILSPIN BECAUSE YOU SPOKE ABOUT THE THING. YOU KNOW. OR MAYBE THAT’S JUST ME. MAYBE I SHOULD GO TO A MEDICULLER.