Doubtful. I've had one period of time where I struggled to leave the house, and looking back on it there was nothing Logical about it. It was strictly an emotional response to... something. And I grew up in Wyoming hiking and hunting, have been shot at and returned fire, am an avid motorcyclist, have had a multitude of bones repaired due to hazardous activities... both before and since that 7 month stretch. Not like I've never been exposed to life-ending risk. No clue what changed either, I just got over whatever it was... wife never knew a difference, never asked the kids. Life didn't change either to Cause the incident (meaning I kept working out, kept working, kept doing everything that I'd been doing), it was just a fuckton Harder to motivate to get out of the house when I didn't have something that demanded it of me. And then it just... stopped. But fuck that fast food shit. Haven't consumed any McDonalds food since sometime in the 1980s, and I won't ever again.