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Sometimes I imagine a world where if I worry about something hard enough, I can fix it:
We need more wine here, stat!
We're almost there. You're doing great.
Careful! Don't reassure her too much!
You did it, everything is fixed now. You can stop worrying.
What do I do now?
Anything. You can do anything you want.

Worry

Posted on November 14, 2013 by Robot Hugs

New Comic! I had actually meant this to be kind of cute and funny, but it turned out a little grim. How weird is it that I can't even imagine a hypothetical world where there's nothing for me to obsessively worry about? See? Now I've gone and made myself sad. THANKS BRAIN.