Oh, and thank you to the dopers who alerted me to the posters’ similarities. 
Banned?! But . . . but . . . but . . sputter now I’ll never know what this “suicidal tension” thing is supposed to be! What if not knowing somehow forces my hand and makes me commit suicide? What if my inability to grasp this concept ends up destroying the very fabric of my being? How will I ever sleep with this hanging over my head?
Like a baby. That’s how. Like a narcoleptic baby pumped full of a powerful coctail of ambein and unisom.
Olanv…have you been hiding your medication under your tongue and spitting it out when the nurse turns her back again???