I used to think if I just analyzed everything enough, I could prevent bad things from happening. The funny thing is, all that analysis just became the bad thing itself. Paralyzed by the possibility of disaster, I ended up creating it through inaction and fear. It's like I thought my brain was a super-powered shield, deflecting all the sharp edges of reality. But the shield was made of anxiety, and it just magnified every tiny threat into a gaping, monstrous wound.