Rich Vos

What is this anxiety? Well, when I had it bad, well, I felt so disconnected. That even when I talked, it felt like an echo almost. Like I was outside of myself.

Like if I look in the mirror, I'm going, who am I looking at? It was just so disconnected. And you were 21? Yeah, 21. Wow. Smoking pot and stuff. Oh, well, that's it. Well, some of it was probably, where am I going in life? Yeah. What am I doing?

Like if I look in the mirror, I'm going, who am I looking at? It was just so disconnected. And you were 21? Yeah, 21. Wow. Smoking pot and stuff. Oh, well, that's it. Well, some of it was probably, where am I going in life? Yeah. What am I doing?

Like if I look in the mirror, I'm going, who am I looking at? It was just so disconnected. And you were 21? Yeah, 21. Wow. Smoking pot and stuff. Oh, well, that's it. Well, some of it was probably, where am I going in life? Yeah. What am I doing?

Which is like, ooh. You know.

Which is like, ooh. You know.

Which is like, ooh. You know.

No, no, no, no. This is the best day of my life. Okay. Except for the fucking map. The map was great. The map turned out great. It turned out a good little conversation. Sure. I had to talk a fucking lesson. Thank God it's Monday. Thursday. The Thursday ones are so much better. I'm Monday. So...

No, no, no, no. This is the best day of my life. Okay. Except for the fucking map. The map was great. The map turned out great. It turned out a good little conversation. Sure. I had to talk a fucking lesson. Thank God it's Monday. Thursday. The Thursday ones are so much better. I'm Monday. So...

No, no, no, no. This is the best day of my life. Okay. Except for the fucking map. The map was great. The map turned out great. It turned out a good little conversation. Sure. I had to talk a fucking lesson. Thank God it's Monday. Thursday. The Thursday ones are so much better. I'm Monday. So...

I didn't know what was going on. It turned into panic or whatever. Like, I was so fucked up. My friends, you know, I was going... I was selling meat and seafood out of a car, out of a truck, some businesses back then. I went to this therapist. I go, help me. I'll give you some free steaks and seafood. And I was just out of my fucking mind. And I get anxiety talking about it.

I didn't know what was going on. It turned into panic or whatever. Like, I was so fucked up. My friends, you know, I was going... I was selling meat and seafood out of a car, out of a truck, some businesses back then. I went to this therapist. I go, help me. I'll give you some free steaks and seafood. And I was just out of my fucking mind. And I get anxiety talking about it.

I didn't know what was going on. It turned into panic or whatever. Like, I was so fucked up. My friends, you know, I was going... I was selling meat and seafood out of a car, out of a truck, some businesses back then. I went to this therapist. I go, help me. I'll give you some free steaks and seafood. And I was just out of my fucking mind. And I get anxiety talking about it.

It really gives you a little anxiety. So my friends go, let's take him to Florida. He needs a vacation. We drove to Florida. I was there for a day. I said, I got to get the fuck out of here. Take me home. And we drove there and drove back. Then I checked into the hospital. The fifth floor, basically, for fucking... Cuckoos. Cuckoos. Because they really didn't know what anxiety was back then.

It really gives you a little anxiety. So my friends go, let's take him to Florida. He needs a vacation. We drove to Florida. I was there for a day. I said, I got to get the fuck out of here. Take me home. And we drove there and drove back. Then I checked into the hospital. The fifth floor, basically, for fucking... Cuckoos. Cuckoos. Because they really didn't know what anxiety was back then.

It really gives you a little anxiety. So my friends go, let's take him to Florida. He needs a vacation. We drove to Florida. I was there for a day. I said, I got to get the fuck out of here. Take me home. And we drove there and drove back. Then I checked into the hospital. The fifth floor, basically, for fucking... Cuckoos. Cuckoos. Because they really didn't know what anxiety was back then.

Isn't that crazy?

Isn't that crazy?

Isn't that crazy?

Well, I mean, it was 40-something years ago. But isn't it nuts?