No idea if I even want to. She tried to suggest I might consider I had x mental disorder, but every reason she offered didn't fit. (It's a disorder I once wondered myself if I had, so I'm actually pretty familiar with the symptoms.)

I barely restrained myself from swearing at her. I didn't restrain myself from throwing a stuffed animal across the room, or walking out on her. In retrospect, I wish I had punched the door.