I have anxiety, and I’ve probably talked before about how one of the things it makes me do is run *constant* doomsday scenarios in my head.
For instance, I have probably envisioned at least 4,000 novel ways Woodrow could die (carried off by bald eagle, fall down a sinkhole, jumped over the ledge of our building chasing nefarious crow enemy, lava lamp ac…
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