I started seeing my therapist once a week, but then about a month ago when I started sharing more about my abuse she said she wanted to see me twice a week. I am supposed to see her for an hour, but she keeps me for 90 minutes. I start and end my week seeing her, Mondays and Thursdays. My week is bookended (is that a word) by her support. Today, we looked at her schedule and there is a week in March that she'll be away for my Thursday appointment and it was shocking to me how bummed I was about having one appointment that week when only a few weeks ago I was only seeing her once a week. This therapy thing is like a drug, I tell ya'. :^D

I see a psychiatrist and a social worker at a mental health clinic about every 4-6 weeks for medication checks and refills. The doctor is about a hundred years old and sometimes is very unaware. The social worker is sooo sweet, yet a little flighty, but she's great. So, my visits to the mental health clinic is like a comedy of errors.