Therapy was a bust. However she's been doing this for over 20 years. I'm trying to be positive but it's hard she said several things I don't agree with off handedly. She wants me to talk to p doc about my anxiety. I think my continuing psychosis and feeling ****** is more important. She said the bugs maybe anxiety. She wanted to see me every two to three weeks. I asked for weekly. She gave me weekly but says she usually doesn't have appointments for three weeks , lucky the people in the front have me scheduled for a month out weekly. I'm hoping next time goes better. She asked why h doesn't work but I couldn't say I'm a freaking mess. So I just told her he has bp. She said I might be stuck in my teen years because of the desire to sh. She says crying is girls released of emotions. That h shouldn't be concerned. If I didn't lie on my depression form we'd have to talk about our options. It was midway through the session before she had me fill it out. So I knew better than be honest by then. I'm keeping a chart (honestly) to show her next week. Maybe with her strict "x requires medication, y requires hospitalization " I'll get better but putting GAD on me first meeting is tough. It went so bad I want to cry but I'm stuck in a hallway waiting for my husband to get out of club because I'm to ****ed up to be home alone.