Still struggling to cope with my advanced emotional contagion, but that is old hat.
What bothers me is the fact that every time I start a conversation with my family (face-to-face, that is) I end up getting verbally attacked, being the metaphorical cow that wandered into piranha infested waters. Not like it's a surprise. He11, they stressed me out so much over the summer that the nice folks at Ben & Jerry's told be to go to the ER, which I did: turns out I had High blood pressure...and for some reason the chest x-ray technicians needed to get another doctor to look at my x-ray... curious, isn't it?
Anyway, besides the lack of mutual warmth from my family, I'm struggling socially, trying to meet new people at a new college, especially some of the fairly attractive young ladies that study here.