I dunno, you get weird about when I talk about my meds and I don't wanna make it a thing. But then I can't talk about this big thing I'm always dealing with and... I dunno, maybe it's in my head. Because I care about what you think about me.

[ winky looks up at him with its too-many eyes, and alex gently pushes its head away like "why are you reminding me of how fucking weird you are??" ]

Right. Kinda fake it 'til you make it. Only nobody ever makes it because you never stop faking it.