Nothing gets to me more than when people say “you’re taking this too hard” or “you need to stop worrying” or “calm the fuck down.”

No. No, you don’t have any right to tell me how I am supposed to be feeling about anything. You just don’t.
If I want to panic and kill some humans, I will do that. If I want to sit in my bed and cry all night, you better shut the fuck up and let me.