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Which is to say, I didn't have to call him. Which is lovely.

Also, I got groped on the train and told the guys (drunk, mid-thirties) to quit it and to not touch me, and the guy who was touching my ass responded with a muttered I'm not touching you and a muttered wouldn't no one touch that ass and then between almost-161st and practically-86th the three of them raised a chorus of "Quit it! Don't touch me! Rape, rape!" I shook. But did not cry. Thankfully. (By the way, I was with friends. Did I wish I were being run over by the subway? Yes. Yes, oh yes, yes I did.)

Also, Cigna caved and is going to cover treatment at Renfrew. I'm taking the 12:09 to Philadelphia for an intake evaluation tomorrow.

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