Yeah, I'm a girl and in reality rarely have a problem asking for directions to get somewhere. I'm pretty good at telling people where to "go", too. At least in a manner of speaking...:devilish:
Anyways, it has been a long summer. I quit my job, moved to a bigger city down the road from where I was, am going to school all online, and so many more changes. Like I've said, a long summer.
I gave up on the Vet Center. My first T was kind of loopy. Also not too good about keeping appointments. When I moved, I thought great no uncomfortableness or me blowing up and telling the T to piss off. So I started at the new Vet Center, but my first appointment they rescheduled and my second one was a full month and a week out from the first one. I said piss on the Vet Center. They act like I'm some apparition anyways since I'm not from the Vietnam War or older. Plus being female seems to throw them for a loop. f*ck dealing with them. Plus, they were always pushing for me to go to the VA and file a claim. I know it is probably in my best interest, but still being in the military and dealing with the beauracracy of the damn VA isn't high on my wanna torture myself with list.
So, I've been seeing a counselor on campus. They have a little experience with Veterans and are pretty well versed in trauma, though it isn't combat PTSD. Yet, they try. They know when to push and when to back off. They keep to their schedule. A month doesn't pass between appointments. So, it's good with them. Except this week which kind of sucked. It is really hard to trust and I was more honest with them than I've been with anyone about what I feel and think. Does being so vulnerable make anyone else want to step in front of a bus?
They had suggested group therapy and I went, but sitting around with a bunch of younger college girls didn't seem to fit. Maybe group will be beneficial, but for now I think my plate is pool with warming up to my T.
Since my last appointment, it has been pretty rough. I'm really feeling alone and isolated. I mean, I meeting new people but those kinds of relationships are still way in the early stages and this isn't the kind of shit you dump on people right away. I need to find a job, too.
I'm struggling. Yeah, sometimes my thoughts are a bit on the darker side. What is part of therapy? What is something you should call about? And who says I really want help?
Honestly, I'm just tired of fighting sometimes. Tired of feeling like this. Too pissed off all the time.
Then the sun rises and I say, well let's see how today is.
Anyways, it has been a long summer. I quit my job, moved to a bigger city down the road from where I was, am going to school all online, and so many more changes. Like I've said, a long summer.
I gave up on the Vet Center. My first T was kind of loopy. Also not too good about keeping appointments. When I moved, I thought great no uncomfortableness or me blowing up and telling the T to piss off. So I started at the new Vet Center, but my first appointment they rescheduled and my second one was a full month and a week out from the first one. I said piss on the Vet Center. They act like I'm some apparition anyways since I'm not from the Vietnam War or older. Plus being female seems to throw them for a loop. f*ck dealing with them. Plus, they were always pushing for me to go to the VA and file a claim. I know it is probably in my best interest, but still being in the military and dealing with the beauracracy of the damn VA isn't high on my wanna torture myself with list.
So, I've been seeing a counselor on campus. They have a little experience with Veterans and are pretty well versed in trauma, though it isn't combat PTSD. Yet, they try. They know when to push and when to back off. They keep to their schedule. A month doesn't pass between appointments. So, it's good with them. Except this week which kind of sucked. It is really hard to trust and I was more honest with them than I've been with anyone about what I feel and think. Does being so vulnerable make anyone else want to step in front of a bus?
They had suggested group therapy and I went, but sitting around with a bunch of younger college girls didn't seem to fit. Maybe group will be beneficial, but for now I think my plate is pool with warming up to my T.
Since my last appointment, it has been pretty rough. I'm really feeling alone and isolated. I mean, I meeting new people but those kinds of relationships are still way in the early stages and this isn't the kind of shit you dump on people right away. I need to find a job, too.
I'm struggling. Yeah, sometimes my thoughts are a bit on the darker side. What is part of therapy? What is something you should call about? And who says I really want help?
Honestly, I'm just tired of fighting sometimes. Tired of feeling like this. Too pissed off all the time.
Then the sun rises and I say, well let's see how today is.