They ask you what exactly have you been tasked with? They seem to appear rather intrigued. Alarmingly so. But, then, how could they ever be expected to think anything else other than that? They, after all, don’t get to live inside of your brain. They won’t know what you have to take yourself through. They won’t even understand it, just as you cannot understand it for yourself. You have to stop letting the automatic rumination of intrusive thought, which it has undoubtedly become by now, continue because, well, that leads to nowhere good. Nowhere of any use to you or anyone else for that particular matter. Nowhere based in a reality as such. Yeah, your reality can absolutely be your own, but this thing? This thing is literally a part of your brain having been hot-wired and overheated and to a point of ungodly fear. The fear gear is utterly stuck at ON!! That’s it in a nutshell. That’s the thing which takes you to places inside of your mind so very scary and agonising and paralysing, etc. etc. and for nearly all of your life. The imbalance? Even the best doctors in the world cannot seem to figure out why it is so very wild and unruly and utterly out of touch with a sensical reality. You smile and do your best because you have no other choice, really.