I'm feeling pissed off. Going to my therapist was a big waste of time. He gave me nothing. Absolutely nothing. He ask me what I'm doing to ground and I told him. He said, "That's good stuff." I told him about my fear and he said,"Until you get hurt, there is nothing we can do. Just keep grounding. If you need to go inpatient, let me know." I ask him "What the Heck? I'm not suicidal or homicidal, why would I need inpatient?" He said, "Our time is up, I have another patient." I said Fine. He said, "I'll call you to schedule another appointment." I ask Why? He escorted his next patient into the office. My ride showed up and I came home.
Yup. I'm feeling really discounted regarding my needs, and really angry that I keep thinking that place should have good therapists. Plus, he lied to me last time I saw him. He claimed to know our last therapist. "Good friend of his" he said. Today, he said my old therapist was before his time. grrrrrrrrrrrrr