[Catharsis.]

It's none of your business what I discuss with J in therapy. Didn't you take in anything she told you when you met with her? Clearly not. I'll talk to her about what I want to talk about, not what you want me to. And about me "isolating myself"? If you'd been paying any attention to me, you'd have known I'm always like that. I don't enjoy social situations. Unless I enjoy being with the people present, and I don't enjoy being with the shitheads from school you think I'm friends with. I'm not. I fucking hate them. Why do you think I'm hesitant when you tell me to ask one of them if they want to do such-and-such this weekend? Because I don't actually like them, and they don't actually like me. I mean it when I say I have no friends. Who would want to be friends with the most antisocial person ever anyway?