Thanks, Kit! It mainly stresses me out because they have to focus on all of D’s deficits. When lately I’ve gotten better at focusing on her success. Plus, small hot room with bright lights that give me a migraine and like 8 people staring at me. Also a couple years ago, I had a total panic attack and started crying at one, then had to leave the room, because it was the morning after I’d learned that Ex-MC’s wife had died, I’d gotten little sleep, and was hungover. And I was embarrassed. So it’s almost like some sort of PTSD thing. And H doesn’t understand why it stresses me out so much. But T does. Wish he could come with me...(T, that is—H will be there).