We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love, yet we can walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We can manage to function, but the feelings are deep and real, shouldn't they paralyze us? How is it that we can survive them at least for the little while when you're out with peope? We could study, we could laugh. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning?