What’s the problem?
No idea, really. It’s quite the mystery.
How does it manifest?
Microagressions, slamming drawers, muttering, occasionally striking oneself on the head with a crystal paperweight. The usual.
Does it leave a mark?
Only above the hairline.

On the fifth anniversary of her mother’s death she found a lump on her breast. There was no one to tell; the roommate-slash-fuckup she occasionally slept with had skipped out in the middle of the night without paying rent. She wasn’t close with anyone at work, and anyway, she’d been laid off three weeks earlier. Yesterday she’d thought, “if one more thing happens, I don’t know what I’ll do.” And she’d been right: she didn’t know what to do.

Twenty years ago a stranger stopped you on the street and said “Some day you, too, will look like Dylan Thomas.” You thought of it often over the years, but less and less. Now, looking in the mirror, you get it. Not Dylan Thomas, exactly, but someone equally unrecognizable to your inner, younger self.

Alprazolam
Clonazepam
Diazepam
Lorazepam

God regrets to announce that he is wiping us off the face of the earth.

I did my best, which is nothing, which is what you’ve come to expect.

When someone tells you they’re behind you “1000 percent,” you know you’re on the way out.

Second saddest thing in the world: letting go.

I still see them from time to time, taking their daily walk. How I’d hoped for that for us.

He had recently noticed that the act of shampooing also kept his fingernails clean. In this way a glance at his hands provided immediate feedback as to the condition of his hair.
Currently: not good

Although he had longed for it, after retiring from teaching and moving to a house in the woods, he became severely depressed. The diagnosis: loss of horizon.