You can’t be who you are without some sort of predisposition towards bellowing angst.
You are separated from puffing and blowing because nobody takes any notice on closer inspection of the unidentified phenomenon.
Sure you will feel abnormal with more or less characteristic angst.
If you don’t feel angst there is obviously something a wee bit out of order.
Without angst you have a ridiculous confrontation with others.
Chug along with angst while you spend time repairing your mind which would otherwise have inadequate provisions whatever they may be.
Keep pushing things to the back of your mind, whatever it consists of.
The mind, it’s not knowing where you put it, it’s frustrating.
Until you know what’s being done to get you worked up you cannot obey anybody.
Be a good servant of the cosmography of angst.