Therapist.

My family doesn't believe in global warming. They don't believe in going green. They despise the new health care policy. They cannot stand Obama. And they really dislike it when people prove them wrong. Also, they hate therapists. Why? I have no idea. But they do. Even the religious one's who try to encourage spending money on the church. They have always hated it, and I suspect they always will. Not once, have they ever shown interest in changing their minds. My dad has been really torn up about my mental health lately. Which I can understand... he's my dad, I am his flesh and blood. He's been trying really hard lately to get me to talk to someone. But somehow that only makes me feel like he thinks there is something wrong with me...

We have a kitten now. Caleigh named him Diesel. I've been playing with him for the past few days. And let me tell you, he is a-dorable. He was living underneath the shed in the backyard with his brother. But now we have one and not the other. Hopefully that will soon be remedied.