i need an intervention from intervention

last night i dreamt that the lesbian heroin addict i'd just watched get clean on Intervention was my new neighbor. i bought her a track suit for christmas and she mocked it. i told her she had seemed to be the kind of sporty girl who would love her very own track suit and she mocked me. this made me angry. i was also angry with her parents, who during the intervention did not once apologize for their reaction to her coming out, and whose shitty parenting skills and creepy belief systems were the reason she ended up so fucked up to begin with. "we should go out and meet some girls," i told her. "i'm not supposed to go to bars yet," she said. bummer.