Over the past few years, really since Dad and Dan crashed, I have regular crash-and-burn sessions. This year, let's see, my sister is threatening to sue me, my workload has doubled, my brother is careening closer the edge of collapse, and my money is worth less and less but my debts are worth more and more.
Yep, time for madness. Time for crumbling under the pressure.
And this year, I did it online. Congratulations, Wanda, you blew a tire on the Internet. Not only did thousands see it (and comment on it), but it is preserved until we run out of gas. So, not so bad, about the time I die of old age the lights will go out and my humiliation will vanish with a gazillion other moments stored in 1s and 0s somewhere.
Fortunately, the *other* Wandas take up the top level search results in Google. That means few others will stumble upon my public breakdown by accident.

This too will pass.