I’m starting to think that your solution, while I don’t want to consider it, might be a necessity. I went out with my friends again today and had a couple more episodes when I ducked into the bathroom. I feel like a relapsing drug addict. I wish I knew why this was happening and that I could control it, or when understand it. It’s my birthday tomorrow, what a lovely present. God, this is hellish. I go back to work the next day. This feels like trying to put out a forest fire with a bottle of Ice Mountain. It’s just so frustrating, it feels like it’s not worth fighting. I don’t know anymore.