But here is the cruel physics of the psyche: You cannot open a new door while holding a loaded banana.
Who are you pointing the Banana-Gun at? The "bad boss"? The "toxic ex"? The "uncaring market"? Look closer. The only person in this hallway is you. The gun is pointed at the reflection in the doorknob. You aren't afraid of what’s behind the door. You are afraid that behind the door , you won't need the gun anymore. And if you don't need the gun... who are you? NEW DOORS---- BANANA-GUN- Script
The Banana, The Gun, and The Unopened Door: Deconstructing the Script of Self-Sabotage But here is the cruel physics of the