Some Counselling You Say?

Things have come to a pretty pass when one's health insurers start wanting to know about my emotions.  They're Private!
All the more concerning that they sought to email the Wretched One behind my back to enquire about them.
I'm pretty certain that TWO has little to no understanding of my innermost feelings, though on reflection she does seem to be aware of my fondness for sausages and dehydrated chicken...perhaps they ought to email me with some info about understanding her emotions...

The Wretched One insisted that I show you her pick of the day.