Oh yeah, DON'T DO IT, DUMB-ASS!! Well, apparently, that's exactly what I've done. Most of you guys know my story, a little over three years ago now I was a bit "too" honest with a strange therapist (mine was on vacation) when I when in for a med check (because mine were BAD ju-ju and I wanted off them) and I ended up with a four-day, three-night stay in the Hotel California (as I like to call it). Granted, I wasn't in the best headspace BEFORE that little "incident", but since then, I've been on a personal lockdown ever since. By lockdown, I mean I only left the house to go to work and the barest of necesssities. It was over a year before I could take my road trips again and they were sparse. I haven't been to Disney since 2016. And, because of events that happened in said "hotel", I've slept on the couch ever since, despite numerous attempts to return to sleeping in the bed. It had been three years of a very quarantine...