One of my favorite podcasts is Womp It Up! It’s a Comedy Bang Bang spin-off starring the wonderful Jessica St. Clair as sometimes Earwolf intern, perpetual high schooler and social misfit Marissa Wompler and St. Clair’s comedy partner Lennon Parham as Charlotte “Char Dog” Listler, her even stranger mentor and teacher, a former sniper with an exceedingly complicated and confusing backstory and personal life.

The typical episode of Womp It Up brings on a guest from the Los Angeles improvisational world to play a character from the high school where Marissa, who cannot seem to remember how old she is (she is not alone in that respect) seems doomed to matriculate for eternity, stuck forever in the hell that is high school. Some of these characters are also from the sprawling, kooky, open-door world of Comedy Bang Bang, like Andy Daly as Joe Bongo or Paul F. Tompkins as Mike the Janitor.

Womp It Up is consistently hilarious but I have become obsessed with a segment on the podcast that, with some notable exceptions, is not particularly funny. It’s not supposed to be funny. It’s a segment called “Listler’s Love Lockdown”, where listeners write in seeking romantic advice but also more general counsel on how to stay sane in a crazy-making world.

The people who write into “Listler’s Love Lockdown” often suffer from Depression and Anxiety and everything that goes along with them. They’re socially awkward. They have difficulty making friends. They worry that they will never be as confident or happy or successful as everyone around them seems to be.