I am not cryptic. I am, however, self-deprecating and withdrawn, and I feel my fears are unworthy of complaint. This can’t be serious, right? This isn’t a real setback. So why bother to ask me if I’m doing all right? Hah, why bother? The transition from having a strong support circle to having none of them accessible is trivial, of course. I can’t achieve precision and control, so I underestimate to curb my fear. No big deal. I don’t have comfortable options, so I won’t even try to meet my goal. No big deal. What’s one day at seventy percent? It won’t become two, or three… or the whole twenty, right? Of course not. I’m fine. So don’t bother asking. I’m fine.