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I'm having images of that pdoc in my mind. I wish I could forget her face. She refuses to prescribe any AP to me, called the older AP's "lame, useless stuff." I'm scared...if I have constant intrusive/weird thoughts and images going on in my mind with no AP to calm it down, that's not a life. I hate her, I really do. She kept saying "I care about you. I'm worried for your well-being. I truly care about you and want to see you feel better." Hey, if she "cared" about me she'd make an effort to understand what it's like to live with this relentless, extreme anxiety. I wish I had the money to pay a pdoc, but I don't.
I am thinking that I need to use the little bit of fight I have and check into pdocs around here. Maybe one will take my insurance (Medicare & Medicaid). I feel like I'm losing my grip. I just don't want to be here like this. I really need help. I can't do this.
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