The card was kind of dumb if you ask me; it read: “Name the animal you most identified with before getting help for your problem.”
What are we, 12? I thought, but then again, I’d chosen this exercise for our discussion group, I really had no one to blame but myself.
“Come on Miss Rachel, you have to pick another one, that one doesn’t work for people whose problems are more about their cars breaking down than anything else.”
I wasn’t hurt, I understood where he was coming from, but I also knew he was wrong.
I hesitated. “I umm…well…I have had bigger problems than that.”
“Oh yeah, tell us then; if we have to share, you have to share.”
That’s fair. Continue reading “Me too.”