No, no therapist, and no hope of getting one in the foreseeable future. No way of getting rid of the awful roommate either--she's on the lease. I'm totally on my own.

And yeah, the screaming and door-slamming and general level of passive-aggressive crap is really not helping. That's a trigger anyway, but on top of the thing at the bar...I just can't deal with any of it.

I wish I could just get over it. If I weren't so screwed up none of this would've happened to begin with. It's always just me being so effing stupid, just letting people do whatever they want to me. I could've stopped the guy at the bar, but I just...didn't.