I went to see a new doctor yesterday to get my migraine prescriptions refilled. She went over my medical history and my metal health history to see all the medications I was on before she filed my prescription. She read all my medical conditions to me and kept shaking her head sadly saying it's such a shame, you are so young. She treated me like I was a walking tragedy. She assumed I was on SSI and was shocked when I told her I was a senior in college. She shook her head with a sad frown on her face and looked at me like I was completely crazy when I told her plans to go to grad school and become a dance therapist. Dance therapy is one of my most beneficial coping skills. I dance everyday. She oozed with pity and treated me like I was severely disabled. I have PTSD, epilepsy,migraines, fibro, and bipolar one disorder. I fight my own doubts and fears everyday as I pursue my dreams. It's amazing the damage an authority figure in a white coat can do in an hour. I spent the rest of the day in tears watching comedies trying to cheer myself up.