> 7. A barely articulated sense of dread follows you wherever you go. Others cannot see it, and it may exist only as a curse, but it often manifests as the presence of an old white person.
That one’s all about living with trauma (sexual trauma, especially, but it generalizes decently) and dealing with that alongside lingering childlike immaturity and innocence (that little-kid-like picnic scene in that one kid’s back yard, oof, that hit hard) and accepting and empathizing with that trauma in one’s friends and partners, so yeah, it’s kinda just about life.
This one could just be life in general