I'm okay...didn't start that way though. Last night tried to set up a time with my dad to help me get my car to a repair place. He said the afternoon was open. I told him I had a few things to do first, he kept interrupting, and I kept asking him not to. Agreed on a time. He called back saying there was a conflict and couldn't do it...after saying several times since Friday the afternoon was open. He never told me who the mechanic was, his contract information etc. Now I trust my dad to take it to someone good and won't overcharge....but I'm an adult, I bought the car, I paid for it and I pay the insurance. This was last night. I was awake until after 3 a.m. I have had a PTSD coping skills and self care group 3 mornings a week this month and just didn't cope well with it this morning. They go too fast and the handouts aren't marked well...I threw them on the floor and started crying, like a 3 year-old. During the break someone did make sure I understood and allowed me to explain why I was so upset. Tomorrow is another day....plans involve the dad again, briefly but also getting a cataract fixed so excited about improved vision.