Gah, frustration.

So, today I got a call in the morning saying the finally got a session sorted for me tomorrow to see the psychologist. I only have had one session so far and she said she'd see me weekly as a priority patient as I'm travelling back to my home state next month. Once I go home, we'll make contact via phone probably and then when I'm back in her state (I travel between both alot) I can have regular sessions.

But dammit, she got sick today and is now in hospital so I don't know when I get to have a session. :-( She's so lovely, I hope she's only in overnight and it's nothing major..

But now I'm starting to get back into '**** getting treated' mode. The delay in the processes involved to even be told, 'you should probably be treated' is taking too long. I know I'm broken, hence why I came to you, health system. I've accomplished having someone give me their opinion of what's wrong with me. I've waited for at least 8 years (not really that long compared to the stories I hear) for my shiny bipolar label. Time to go crawl in a hole for awhile. I don't know how I can make anymore progress now.

I don't know about staying untreated is a good idea. But I really don't give a toss anymore.