So my therapist wants me to try to get into the world more (I'm a big time hermit). Once a week I have to go sit in a public place without my husband or anyone I usually cling to and try to adjust so I can handle separations better.

Then I hear on the news there's a guy in the hospital 15 minutes from me with ebola who had symptoms for like 4 days before getting admitted. I'm a paranoid person as it is, now I don't want to leave my house! Fuck that assignment!