Everyone he knows who is at least half-way sensitive or self-aware does, because even though his parent’s generation sort of invented pre-internet self help, anyone who grew up online has the full vocabulary of a mental health diagnostic manual and critical theory if both were run through the biggest, worst game of telephone where the telephone is logging on, and not even through a telephone line like old-school dial-up, just twenty-four-seven, wirelessly-transmitted, context-free, bot-posted ideas about why everyone is so fucked up all the time.
