Got to work 2 hours late because my daughter's therapist held me hostage, but once I got to work, I was very productive. I spent a good chunk of my night reassuring a client who is feeling very lost right now, and sticking up for her to people who keep claiming "she's doing it for attention" which pisses me off beyond belief, especially since I know this person outside of the facility and she isn't like that at all. Somehow, with all this going in, I managed to avoid displaying favoritism, too, by carefully diverting her to another peer who understands and also knows her well. I got to know a couple of new clients. I made a new friend at the grocery store.