Every story I read about that poor man put me right back in that space. Paranoid, terrified, alone, hypervisible, a target on my back. I know how he could decide the pain is too much. Meanwhile, white men and “conservative” coded academics lie and plagiarize and steal as their due.
One day maybe when it’s further in the distance I’ll write about book anxiety and how I regularly gave myself panic attacks. A lot of things helped but the biggest thing was negotiating for research funds for a developmental editor