Lost, unsure, ambitious but with no real direction. Every day she wonders what to do with her life. She has very few people to talk to about her experiences. Her therapist, her boyfriend, and her friend Marian.

When she first told Marian, she wasn't believed and they had to work through it with time and learning. Still, Hunter strived to keep things to herself just in case. She never wanted to look crazy. Or for the people she cared about to think she was crazy. She realized that when she drank alcohol or smoked weed she seemed to think more clearly, not less.

But something has felt different lately. As though this bubble was going to pop.

Her boyfriend was definitely supportive but, due to trauma that he personally struggled with, it was harder to connect with him on a deeper level.

She texts Marian.

Hunter: Hey, I'm having a kind of weird day and I was wondering if we could hang out? I really need someone to talk to, if you don't mind.