Problem: And yet , I avoid being alone in public places . I avoid the very experience I enjoy so much -- that of having the luxury to people watch . There 's such a stigma to being alone , especially as a woman . You are automatically lonely -- bitterly resigned to life as an aging spinster .

How does the speaker feel about herself ?

A: She feels judged

Problem: Friday : Moderate cat integration , including a bit with Cat3 on the couch . No problems . Eventually put Cat3 in her room not because she was bad -- she was fine -- but because LittleGirl 's nerves needed a break . Yesterday : Assorted treat sessions . The tuna - and - wheat - grass treats were a huge hit .

Why did Cat3 get put in her room ?

A: None of the above choices .

Problem: Who supports you . Who tells you - without even telling you - that it really is going to be okay . Despite my very REAL grief , I STILL felt like " Guy Who Is Not Supposed To Be Here " since it was a room full of sobbing , teary eyed people . You know the feeling .

What are we doing ?

A:
We are attending a funeral .