Me: It's stress. It's always stress.
Mom: But... are you really that bad off? You seem very calm.
Me: Well... someone has to be (laugh).
Mom: So you just keep staying stressed and ignore it?
Me: No. I keep busy, and I don't act out so much. It would probably be healthier if I acted out. I just.. prefer not to. And then implode.
Mom makes unhappy face.
Me: Don't worry. Sometimes when it's too much, I go off on my own and have a good cry and then sleep it off, and then go back to being busy.
Mom: Oh honey...
Me: To each his own mom, to each his own.