I went in yesterday, and she looked at me with this expression of "Oh God, it's you again." I only see her once a month. My depression is treatment resistant so I'm trying anything and everything and asking a lot of questions, leaving no stone unturned. I told her that I wasn't sleeping on what she gave me and she got frustrated and said, "Well, you tell me what you want to sleep. I say take whatever you want, whatever works for sleep." Um, a 1000 xanax with 100 refills please? Anyhoo...she gave me some scripts for stuff that isn't working, and told me i need to be on in for two more months "to really see if it isn't working". So I feel like that move was to keep me out of her hair for two months. I already have huuuuge issues with feeling as if I'm a burden to everyone, I really didn't need it from her of all people. Anyone experience this? What to do? What to say? I'm at a loss of gigantic proportions. Thanks....