Grasping a Shield of Hope in One Hand...

I went to my therapist today and-besides complaining about the night crew's laziness at work-told her about how my cousin keeps saying stuff about me ending up in a group home. She said that it doesn't work that way. When I started telling her about my iPod, she said we'd talk more next week (she ran late and we only had a few minutes to talk). She did say that she thinks my cousin is overwhelmed, which...I guess I could see, though I dunno what she'd be overwhelmed about, exactly. Will post an appropriate reaction picture when the livejournal app stops being dumb about loading pictures.

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