I make no effort to hide the fact that most days, the needle of my mental state wavers between normal and mildly nutty. However, when I told my shrink friend that I thought that I had a slow, minor, 9/11-induced nervous breakdown that lasted for 5 years, he nodded solemnly and agreed with me.
Hard evidence, you ask?
Not only did I date this guy, I also dated this one.
Your honor, I rest my case.
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