Entry 4
It's Halloween. I saw my therapist a couple of times. I feel like she thinks I'm a weirdo. I'm staying home to give out candy. Nobody invited me anywhere and all those decorations just give me the creeps.I've been trying to avoid Vixen. Mom asked me if I wanted her to do the candy thing instead in case I felt nervous. I don't know why she thinks I wouldn't. I feel fine. I don't know why I wouldn't be.
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