Yuck. I am just feeling like I have done something wrong. I know I haven't, but I feel like I want to take it all back and fade back into psychiatric obscurity.

I feel like I have shared too much and I am being backed into a corner.

When I shared my intrusive thoughts with her, she tried to tell me how I was feeling. It wasn't accurate and I tried to tell her that, but apparently all patients have to fit into a tight little mold.

If I switch doctors, it will be my fourth in a year. I will be halfway through the list of available p-docs in my area who don't practice exclusively inpatient.

She nearly made me cry, and not in a cathartic, breakthrough-in-therapy way. Why is this so upsetting?