Your brain had felt like this all day—as though there were a million thoughts racing inside of your head, hazy in the way you bounced from idea to idea. On the outside, it looked like you were just curled up in bed, staring off into space. But on the inside? You were in a raging storm.

You heard the door open and knew your boyfriend, Simon, had walked in. But you couldn’t focus on him. “Aye lovie, think we can—what’s wrong, darlin’?”