All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go

It’s one-thirty in the afternoon, and I should be sitting on Dr. Awesomesauce’s couch right now. I’m not, however, because an hour before the appointment, I got a call from his office asking if I could come in another day because he needed to cancel. Needless to say, I hate it when this happens, especially when it’sContinue reading “All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go”

When The Light Bulb Comes On

It just occurred to me this morning that I’ve never really talked about therapy in this blog. Unlike most patients in the mental health system, I’m fortunate enough to have a doctor who does therapy as well as medication management… shopping, as it were. Maybe I’m just spoiled, but I would feel awkward sharing my innermost secretsContinue reading “When The Light Bulb Comes On”

Love, Actually

Summing up today’s visit with Dr. Awesomesauce, I am reminded of the old MasterCard commercials: Psychiatric Visit: $349.00 Gas to get to office: $3.19/gal. Validation of your worth as a human being: Priceless. I hate it when people blame their parents for everything that’s wrong with them, but I wish to high heaven that mine had made me feelContinue reading “Love, Actually”