called home recently and had some chit-chat with the lady before being informed of a significant medical development in the older generation, and she was like, i think i’m doing a good job staying organized: look how i still managed to chit-chat, hahahaha. and i was like, yes madam but this is not a staring contest and you’re allowed to blink? and confirmed that this family does seem to have an inherited pattern of compulsive, sometimes performative, composure as a coping mechanism