Thanks ((((((((((((((friends)))))))))))))))))

I called him. Three times yesterday. Leaving three different rambly messages. I was so emotionally out of it that it wasn't even funny. I hate nighttime, it makes everything worse. So I called him. I also had this annoying headache that WOULDNT GO AWAY. I was tempted to keep taking ibuprofen until it went away, instead I only took the recommended daily dose and then had a nap. When I woke up I left the two last messages.

Which he DIDNT respond to last night. Which I was irked about, but I kinda understood I guess. But I was tempted to do something irresponsible and I just needed him to know that I wasn't coping well. I've spent the entire weekend emotionally numb and stuff.

He called this morning at 9am. Apparently I am TOLD to appear tomorrow morning at his office at 9am, so we can "talk". He seemed... worried? I'm not the greatest with phone conversations... for a laugh, here's the beginning of the conversation...

*rings*
Him: Hello
Me: (recognizing his voice) Oh s***.
Him: It's me, your favourite psychiatrist. (His tone made me laugh inside )
Me: OH s***. Um... Hi?

I love that I wasn't expecting him to bother to call me back at all today, but was last night. It doesn't help he called before I was mostly conscious either!

So I guess I'm appearing at his office tomorrow...