Chapter 10

You know I freaked out when I woke up and realized I was a mushroom? I don't want to give off the impression that I am super cavalier about all this I practically gave myself a panic attack when I finally realized what I was. But the thing about panic attacks is that they really rely and depend on the physical human body to keep itself going, so no real panic attack but I was still left with very real existential dread.

And truth be told I don’t know how long I spent in that state. But when I finally snapped out of that funk I realized I needed to concentrate on something to keep myself going. Falling into dread every time I thought about my situation really puts a damper on the ambience, so humor: life’s best medicine.

Maybe I cracked mentally a bit too, but whats life without a little crazy eh?

Mental health was something I really struggled with back on earth, it’s actually where I was coming back from that ole faithful day I died, a therapy session. But focusing on my mental health now wasn’t something I could really even focus on at the moment, cuz of the, you know, whole being a mushroom thing. But dealing with mental health at this point of my mushroom life seemed like a luxury. Was I avoiding my problems?

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Maybe but I heard that mushrooms can live a very long time. Upwards of a thousand years. So I can safely say I got time for all of this in the future, If I can just make smart decisions right now and avoid burrowing predators. You know I heard mushrooms like me are sometimes targeted by wild boars?

And from where truffles came from back on earth, wild and sometimes even trained and domesticated boars dug and hunted for mushrooms.

Wild boars: my ultimate enemy.

I sure hope the predator that ate my mushrooms wasn’t one!

Cuz’ if it was my vendetta starts now!

I mean not really, still a mushroom. But wouldn’t it be fun to have like a rivalry thing going on between me and an animal? I'm sure it’ll purely be a one sided thing but it would be free motivation to improve my situation.

I mean look at my sensory network, I would have never come up with something like that if it weren’t for adversity. And I’m sure no mushroom back on earth had something like it.

Who woulda thunk it: adversity breeds ingenuity.