"Stop fidgeting."

"I'm not."

"You are."

"I am not."

Neela leans over to me. "Callie, you look nice, now stop moving, okay?"

The line moves, and I move with it. After Neela announced that we were going out to celebrate my birthday, I've pretty much been on auto pilot.

Neela picked out my outfit, and then she  told me we were going to a party. Honestly, I'm very nervous. I haven't been out in a year now, and I honestly don't know how to behave or act. I take deep breaths, and I become a little bit calmer. I decided to take my therapist's advice, I mean, we are literally...