I hope your therapist is helping you with the value you place on the opinions of strangers. This crap really seems to eat you up, consider me insincerely worried about your state of mind.
I admit I got a bit butthurt there, and that was pretty much uncalled for.
The only thing that truly "ate me up" was when you clowns found out where I live and made veiled threats (even though they wre probably in jest) about kicking my ass. Those two things together are scary enough. But when Jeffy snapped that picture, I kind of really freaked. I mean, there are candid photos of me at games all over the webs, usually me hanging out at tailgates, getting caught in the frame, what not. But that photo was taken hidden behind a car (you can see the hood in the frame), and it just felt so stalkerish. That photo, on the heels of you guys finding my house and making threats, is really what put me on edge.
But glad I could give you all some small amount of entertainment these last few years. Any questions you have, you may as well ask them now before I get Baker Acted again.