Accidental Honesty

Daughter sent me a text yesterday afternoon about how she didn't feel good and couldn't stop shaking. I read it and realized that anxiety was contributing to whatever was going on, so I sent her reminders about how to soothe herself. I assured her she'd be okay, reminded her she'd be home shortly, and instructed her to take some deep breaths and listen to her Christian music to help her relax. I think she intended to respond, "It's not helping." What her text actually said, though, was "I'm not helping." Now that's honest.