Ugh. Right? Like... Guys, I survived an actual apocalypse. I got possessed by actual ghosts after eating twice my weight in illegal candy. I'm kinda all set on the whole "trauma-rama thing." I'm just trying to deal with it now, even when it sucks. I need help figuring it out, not shoved into a room full of stuffed animals.

[She drags her hands down her face.] Though that would be nice right now. Maybe after the breaking stuff part.