Kate Gompert on the psych ward (p. 77)
‘And so,’ she said, ‘but then I quit. And a couple of weeks after I’ve smoked a lot and finally stopped and quit and gone back to really living, after a couple of weeks this feeling always starts creeping in, just creeping in a little at the edges at first, like first thing in the morning when I get up, or waiting for the T to go home, after work, for supper. And I try to deny it, the feeling, ignore it, because I fear it more than anything.’ […] ‘And then but no matter what I do it gets worse and worse, it’s there more and more, this filter drops down, and the feeling makes the fear of the feeling way worse, and after a couple weeks it’s there all the time, the feeling, and I’m totally inside it, I’m in it and everything has to pass through it to get in, and I don’t want to smoke any Bob, and I don’t want to work, or go out, or read, or watch TP, or go out, or stay in, or either do anything or not do anything, I don’t want anything except for the feeling to go away. But it doesn’t. Part of the feeling is being like willing to do anything to make it go away. Understand that. Anything. Do you understand? It’s not wanting to hurt myself it’s wanting to not hurt.’
Context
The full mechanism, disclosed at last: quit the secret cannabis habit, and a couple of weeks later It creeps in at the edges and closes over her — recursive ("the feeling makes the fear of the feeling way worse"), total ("everything has to pass through it to get in"), and anhedonic in the strict sense (the want-nothing litany). Predictive, beat for beat, of Hal's November collapse timeline. (The doubled "or go out" is as written.)