Hang in there, Stamets. I don’t have any words that would help; no words help me when I’m like that at least.

In the end it always comes down to me pulling myself out of it. It gets exhausting to do it every few months. There’s a sense of dread when I can feel it start up again. But it’s doable.

I imagine you have hundreds of notifications, might not even see this. If you want to talk about anything, let it all out, whatever, send me a message. I’ll answer.