One time in work, the manager I'm assistant to was out of the office. She left me in charge of East China's operations and customer relationship management for a day.

I freaked out and started thinking my whole life was a set up, that I didn't belong in a position of responsibilty, that I was a useless NEET hallucinating everything good that happened in my life after I was 16, that everyone around me were actors, and that I had somehow become lost in a simulacra of the world tuned to "not fail".

I locked myself in the bathroom and typed an incoherent post on DQN, begging Lain Iwakura for help, and for DQN to contact her for me. I figured DQN would know how to get to her. Then my phone couldn't display the captcha. It took me until after lunch to get sane again, and then my training kicked in and I chased everybody I needed to chase and typed whatever I needed to type. At the end of the day, my regional reports came up green and I had a long talk with the regional sector head about radiation and also about Chinese girls.

( ・-・) ...Going crazy and looking to Lain and DQN for help.