A therapist for a crazy girl and my parent's psychopaths and sociopaths obsession

I stride into the gym room for my regular exercise routine even though I don't dance anymore I still need to keep fit. I'm a lazy girl when it comes to most things but not with exercise.

Treadmill first. Right away leaped on. I set the treadmill at a 1% incline. And started by walking at an easy pace. Going easy on myself.

"Hello, mother." She is doing her morning yoga routine as usual. Brittany is the only one missing here. They normally do Yoga together.

"Mom how long have you known Chris and I are in a relationship?"

I was expecting her to ignore me like she did last night when I bombed her with questions after Chris told me she knew about it and was cool with it. She is evil for making me go to bed with millions of thoughts disturbing my sleep.