You are probably right.
Just glad my mind did not go there right before bedtime. It was bad enough as is.
Since Q has appeared, I have somehow developed the ability to compartmentalize and not dwell on the ugly, creepy stuff. (Or maybe it’s just old age memory issues. Ha.) Not 100%, but enough to carry on with normal life. I was not able to do that when I was younger. Those images would have destroyed my sleep for days/weeks, maybe even months.
That's probly it.