I often say things like “when I go over the edge, it will be because I had to change my fucking password one more time,” or when they admit me to the institution for good, it will be because . . .
We all have buttons. Place we are pushed that trigger a particular outburst or sequence of events. Write about them.
From what will you self-destruct?
What is your self-destruct sequence?
What small and ordinary experiences will be your undoing?
You might begin brainstorming using the first person I, but after you get a few items written down, switch to second or third person pronouns and see what happens.
You might reverse the sequence, or discuss its origins. Like, passwords were not really a thing until the last two decades and they take up a ridiculous amount of space in my brain. What would be in my brain if they weren’t? What did people do with all that bandwith before personal computers and smartphones?
Try this out and tag me if you post your results.