"I don't know." She said shrugging. "It just does?" Abby tucked some hair behind her ear. "I know I shouldn't feel like this, but I do. It's probably why Rachel has me seeing Dr. Anderson." She sort of mumbled the last part. Oh, she hated it. Having to see a head doctor... or any doctor. Granted Sienna had been really nice and didn't push her. Her previous experiences did not make her trust any sort of doctor easily.
Abby sipped at her soda and stared at a spot in the grass. "I'm not crazy." She said softly, assuming that's what he'd think hearing she was seeing a shrink. She wrinkled her nose. "And I'm sorry, I'm shit company..." It was a crappy conversation topic. Most people didn't want to talk about insecurities and how messed up someone was. That wasn't fun. That's not how you kept friends. She should have just gone back to her room. "We should talk about something nicer."