I had a stupid session today. It was just a bunch of angry silence from me. A bunch of “I‘m worried about you, and may have to legally hospitalize you.” from her. She mentioned having to call 911 and sending an ambulance to my house if I say I’m going to do anything. She desperately wants me in some type of outpatient program. When we ended the call she said “you’ll send emails right?” Uh, no. I won’t. Not this week. I know she’s super worried about me and wants the emails to make sure I’m ok but, I really don’t want to be in some program where people may not take kindly to be me because I’m trans.
I wish she wouldn’t give me a bunch of false hope in previous emails and act liked she’d be seeing clients in the next couple weeks and then today still give me the run around when I ask and say “I really don’t know. Maybe end of August.”
That’s what I’m pissed about. My dumbass self went in there expecting to hear that I could see her in person in the next couple weeks.
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