My therapist. Really.
I went through a bad patch last week, and right at my worst, she called to offer me a session that had just freed up. Yes, please! It helped. It really helped. I was able to vent all the nasty stuff rattling around in my head regarding family issues, clear up my thinking about what I should be doing and saying, and get some really good ideas on how to handle things going forward. She even got me laughing at one point.
I left the session smiling, and feeling much better than when I went in. Yay!