So this past week has been bumpy. On Monday I finally got in to see a psychiatrist (After waiting over 5 months) ... She is confident I have Bipolar 2. I have been seeing my T since January who is confident I have PTSD.

When I went to see my T to talk about what my pdoc said I could feel his frustration (almost anger) about what she thinks is going on. T says ... "I wasn't there for your talk with her so I can't say how she came about that diagnosis" ... and I say ... I told her pretty much everything I have told you!!!

So after leaving I have cancelled some sessions, I am taking a break from my T till June (I have been seeing him weekly for 5 months). I still have support over the next few weeks in the way of my regular doctor, and I see my pdoc at the end of the month to decide if I go on meds. My T is VERY anti medication and made it clear to me I can do this without medication. I just feel so mad at him! Really I could just pull the plug on going to him all together.

I am just so unbelievably tired, and this week I have started getting only 3 hours of sleep a night again. I feel like I don't have control over my therapy now ... let alone my life.

Thanks for listening to my rant.