I have my second appointment with my new psych today. I'm not in a good headspace and I'm afraid she's going to take it as a sign that I'm on the wrong meds. I don't want her to put me on antidepressants. They do horrible things to me and I need to keep my job. I don't know how receptive she'll be to bumping up my dose. Then there's always the possibility of faulty self assessment. I see her before I see my therapist today but I really really wish I saw my therapist before I see the psychiatrist.
In a more fun arena, I smashed my thumb in the door at work the other day and I can't bend it all the way. This is far more engaging. Wouldn't it be great if our emotions were basically just a series of joints? If I hadn't just returned from to work from a different injury I would probably have taken them up on the offer to go to a doctor. Perhaps some parallels can be drawn here.
In a more fun arena, I smashed my thumb in the door at work the other day and I can't bend it all the way. This is far more engaging. Wouldn't it be great if our emotions were basically just a series of joints? If I hadn't just returned from to work from a different injury I would probably have taken them up on the offer to go to a doctor. Perhaps some parallels can be drawn here.
