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The health center hasn't called me yet with an appointment. *sigh*
Just churned through all this painful crap and was left with it with no idea of when there would be help to sort it out. Plus school started and it's making me frantic...
I need to stop putting on a pretty face when I sit in front of a head-shrinker. I'm always so scared that they're going to label me a seriously sick puppy that I go really far the other way and look super-functional. And I'm NOT suicidal, homicidal, or psychotic, so I know they're not going to commit me if I'm honest about said painful crap, but it's so hard and scary to deal with... especially with a clunky uni health system where it's so easy to fall between the cracks. I just want help!
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