5 minutes into meeting me, "You take up a lot of resources here at the hospital, Pdoc, Therapy, DBT, and I think you're fine, this place shouldn't be a crutch. I think you're ready to be discharged and just collect your meds from your local clinic"
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Me: So clearly you haven't read my file, I mean I don't expect you to go through the whole thing but the last session would've explained exactly why I'm a patient here, yet all you did was read my name and mispronounce my surname...

You think I'm fine because I'm wearing clothes instead of pajamas and makeup instead of tear stains, and I'm not drooling... Well then you're right, I'm fine. Good bye, and be thankful to DBT that I'm fine enough to NOT stab you in the eye with this pen!"

Stormed out had a panic attack and a b!tchfit, whereupon my T called the HOD who then went through my file and let me jump the waiting list to be his newest patient.

Guess I should thank that retard tho, he got me in to see one of the most sought after Pdocs in the country.

Haha jokes on Dr Discharge, I got an awesome Dr in Parker and that idiot got fired after meeting me.