Thank you Petunia.
I stopped on the way home and called my counsellor, in tears, on my mobile. She was good and it really helped to talk to her. She was very sad that it went so badly, and also frustrated. I'm hoping they will fund some sessions. I am so sick of haveing to beg for help. And I feel like this is all my fault, that I must have made the wrong responses for them to treat me this way. It's so hard; on the one hand I am working flat out on functioning, on holding it all together at work. On the other it seems like I needed to fall apart (which is what I tend to do in the evenings) to show them how bad it really is. But I knew I had to go back in to school after the appointment, and that if I fell apart big time there was no way I could do that. It's a no win situation.
C