Granted. You know the outcome before you get involved, meaning before you even establish contact. Everyone you cross paths with is potentially a relationship with an outcome you now know, as a result you have a natural emotional response to each one without any of them actually happening in reality. Any exposure to people becomes unbearable, merely going outside carries the risk of having the worst possible outcomes imaginable become part of your headspace, constantly. This dumps you into a permanent state of neurosis and paranoia, you start isolating yourself from anyone and then become incapable of functioning mentally and emotionally. Of course no one believes you and after your family gets involved, you are forcibly committed to a mental institution where there’s an unending stream of worst possible outcomes for you to know.

Granted. The limits of your human mind remain the same: too small, too fragile. Unable to comprehend the breadth of the cosmos itself, you’re now like a rubber balloon trying to contain the ocean. You go immediately insane.