Trauma Is Trauma

"I'm not nearly as bad as I used to be," Callie said quickly. "I take care of myself now. I just…feel like I have to take care of my family too." 

"It seems like you're already doing quite a lot," Regina pointed out. 

"It's not more than I can handle. I'm doing things I love and I'm happy. The only reason I'm here is because I'm struggling with what happened with Don attacking me again. The rest of my life is going great."

"Yet you spent more than thirty minutes talking to me about how worried you were about your husband." 

Callie huffed in annoyance. So what if she went off on a tangent? Didn't that happen with everyone now and then? Tangents happened! Especially when you didn't want to talk about the reason why you were here in the first place. 

"…this isn't about that."

"Then what is it, Callie? It seems to me that you're stressed about this," Regina said. 

"Of course I'm stressed about it! I don't know how to help him!"