There’s a split second before your Pop Tart comes launching out of the toaster where your heart stops and your palms sweat. Are you excited for breakfast? Are you physically getting warm from standing too close to the burny bits? No… you’re riddled with anxiety… dissociative, yet fixating on your eminent toaster pastry. Pull it together, sis! Easier said than done, I know, but what are you supposed to do? Spin out all day? Don’t answer that. Worry worts do be worrying, it’s their specialty. So if you’re anxiously waiting for the loud sound and popping noise of the toaster to jolt you back into your kitchen’s reality, that’s totally normal right? Try coping with humor until your next therapy session with the best listener in your life– your therapist.