Any cup has a limit to the amount of liquid it can hold. We all have a cup. Some of us have paper cups fit for a water cooler. Others have tall glasses (sturdy but capable of shattering). Mine happens to be a coffee mug (it’s suitable for hot water but fills up quickly). Life is the liquid for our cups. Some people like to chug. I prefer to sip. When life gives us more than we are capable of drinking at one time, we depend on our cups to hold the balance. Sometimes, life keeps filling our cups until the liquid spills over. Breakdowns occur. I am a survivor of child abuse. I suffer from severe mental illness on a daily basis. I know what it’s like to stare at a full cup of life and wonder whether another drop is about to drip. I have done it many times. Falling Down (1993) came out when I was in high school. I loved it then and it’s remained one of my favorite films. It makes me really grateful that those drops never dripped.