Back from my assignment.....It was at a behavioral health center with the people that I interpreted for at a group home a couple times already. It was nice to see the familiar faces, and they seemed happy to see me. I really enjoyed it even though today's events weren't well organized and they really didn't need an interpreter much of the time. I was doing more interaction with them than interpreting.

Of course, the second I left, I was hit with the deep, intense sadness of the decision I made to discontinue group T. I am really struggling. I hate how my mind tells me one thing but my heart tells me another. Damn heart.