Aw crap!!! I knew i was gonna go completely loopy someday... my nebulous blind faith has me imagining anchors, concrete, tee pads, and a basket for a golf club in my basement. I've even become so deluded as to imagine myself as one of a bunch of guys in a disc golf club.
I think I've been brain washed by a cult! Can somebody recommend a good exit counselor with experience dealing with complex post traumatic stress disorder.