Lindsey laughed shortly. "You don't like the idea of group therapy over message board then?" he asked dryly. The last thing he wanted to do was air his problems where everyone could see them, although he wasn't going to step back from ripping Angel a new one if he got the chance, even if it was public. Maybe even the more public, the better.
He wasn't going to vent to a complete stranger about his problems. Once in a while to Cathy, usually about the smaller problems that wouldn't put her into harm's way. He took care of his own problems, always had and always would, unless he absolutely needed the help. He motioned with a hand in the direction he had just come. "Someone decided to steal my car," he replied. "Just another night in downtown LA."