Anna shrugged, but he was right. She was pretty easily frustrated when things didn't happen when she wanted them to. And considering how crappy she felt right now, and how slow the healing process was going, she kept getting more and more frustrated because she was getting more and more frustrated. It was like a never ending cycle of frustration.
"I know you get it." To an extent anyway. She wasn't sure there was anyone here who'd gone through anything like what she'd experienced for as long as she'd been through it. And part of that was Anna being a bit of a drama queen, but a lot of it was just that no one had been quite as tortured for quite as long and in quite as metaphysical of a situation as she had been. She had a right to be fucked up, and she realized it was no more right than anyone else, but that didn't make it any easier to get away from.