She released her arms so she could push her hands over her face, like her skin felt too weak to keep everything in her head inside it. "The last therapist I saw used to say I had bipolar tenancies but we don't like that word, me and my dad. And he didn't want to diagnose me anyway because I was too young and they diagnosed me as ADHD so early and 'err on the side of caution' and 'teenagers are unstable anyway' and 'still recovering from childhood' and I was supposed to go back when I got a bit older but then we moved." She took a deep breath. "And I haven't seen anyone since Dad got married because I've been trying so hard, and I've been doing better, and you and Zoe are so good for me."
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