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Every night a moth flaps against my window. It sounds big, and irrationally, I always stop and hope it's on the other side of the window. As in, outside. Of course it's outside. I'd notice a big moth in here, but these are the things I worry about. And before I can talk myself into the rational explanation, I have made my plan of attack for the imagined threat. (The possibly large moth.)
~i can grab that magazine and take care not to disturb that box because it has Gracie's paw print, if it does fall I can probably catch it, and once the box is secure I can use the magazine to swat at the (possibly) large moth from my bed, that corner, so I can move to the floor and maybe the door if I need to escape but the floor will be a better position~
Then, once I've run through that, and a few scenarios for if I've fled the room (throw Fig at it and close the door!) I talk myself down. I give myself the rational explanation. (See first paragraph.)
This is my thought process at a moth at the window.
Now imagine that same effect with everything. If my foot hits this step wrong will I...? If someone says this do I laugh or shake my head? I question and plan outcomes to a lot of tiny little unimportant details. It's maddening.
~i can grab that magazine and take care not to disturb that box because it has Gracie's paw print, if it does fall I can probably catch it, and once the box is secure I can use the magazine to swat at the (possibly) large moth from my bed, that corner, so I can move to the floor and maybe the door if I need to escape but the floor will be a better position~
Then, once I've run through that, and a few scenarios for if I've fled the room (throw Fig at it and close the door!) I talk myself down. I give myself the rational explanation. (See first paragraph.)
This is my thought process at a moth at the window.
Now imagine that same effect with everything. If my foot hits this step wrong will I...? If someone says this do I laugh or shake my head? I question and plan outcomes to a lot of tiny little unimportant details. It's maddening.