She reminds me of my sons former sinsi. She's younger but assures me she'll be around for awhile. First impressions she just doesn't seem to be able to handle my case. I swear one slip and I'll be in the hospital. She just let me talk and talk and talk. I swear I changed positions in my chair every two min. She wants me to stop and breathe. She doesn't realize I'm literally hot for a fight. Her big concern is me SI'ing and god I want to!!! She wants me to journal instead, that wont feel nearly as nice!

At least my husband convinced me not to smoke before going. She's an addiction counselor.

Oh, I see her weekly. Starting next Friday.