I got low. I didn't see an end so I put a bullet in my mouth.

"Okay, Kenzi, slow down." Bruce admonished gently, hands on her shoulders as if that could stop her eager ideas from bubbling forth. "Yes, it's true: I feel different, and the usual physical triggers aren't initiating an incident, but that doesn't necessarily mean I'm cured, for certain. He could come back at any time...my baselines may have shifted, or this could be artificially induced--"