My psychiatrist has been a little bit unwise in her emails. I am not responding to them, except perfunctory acknowledgement of the receipt of scripts via snail mail.
I wrote two good faith emails. She has not responded in good faith.
I have to not be in my little one parts. As an adult, though fragmented, I can withstand and endure coming to terms what is happening between my psychiatrist and my self.
Her emails and behaviours towards me are leaving a paper trail.
So my psychiatrist is pretty cookie cutter in many ways. I took my power back by cancelling sessions. I will not subject myself to her bullying, unkind comments and intimidation. I am guessing that she's a little put out by not being able to bully me into accepting no transition. I was shocked that I managed to stand up to her.
I got sick of her delaying and fobbing me off about a referral and a transition. So I mentioned her "duty of care" which suddenly meant I received referrals from her in less than 24 hours.
I won't be doing much else. This is taking up all my bandwidth. I just have to survive feeling betrayed of her stringing me along, the dehumanising comments, the betrayal re lying about transitioning to another psychiatrist. And the disappointment that she isn't aspiring to basic kindness, basic compassion, or basic support.
I am going to get there. I am just holding on. That is the best that I can do right now.
I am in bed. I am watching TV series. I am eating. And I am not going to be doing much. It is self care time.
I have 35 days until I have an intake with a new psychiatrist for medications and assessments. I did try another one. Not for me. I am doing the best that I can do. I can't do anymore.