Oh, math. The amount of focus it takes just to keep all of the requisite concepts in my head is makes me feel a bit autistic, the ups and downs of success and failure start to smell a little bipolar, and of course TeXing up anything at all is an endless wellspring of OCD-inducing cleanups, so I figure it's just a matter of time before the voices in my head start singing my doom in the key of paranoid delusions flat minor.
No, I guess I'm not really going crazy quite yet. At least I hope not. Because I'm still having quite a bit of fun.
Nonetheless it's a lot of guess-and-check, trying to figure out what I need to prove down deep in the technical guts of the results I'm trying to obtain, much less actually proving it.