**** my psychiatrist. All she did was tell me to get a job, stop bouncing my leg, restart the two antipsychotics I was on before, and complained about having to schedule me on her lunch break. I didn't say "**** you, dumbass" but I did flip her the bird on my way out. I hope she saw it, feels bad about being a terrible person, and kills herself tonight to spare her other patients and everyone else she has negatively affected.
Needless to say I will not be going back.