So I talked a lot. I told him I was in bed for the past 6+ months and my history. I told him everything that is going on with h being out of town and told him I have anxiety. I didn't tell him about my fears and then most likely being psychotic in nature. I forgot to tell him I want to restrict. I just didn't know how to put it into words. He doesn't like that my husband is gone and that's my only support. He doesn't like my inability to get healthy food. So he put in for the food bank there, ordered an EKG to raise my latuda, and put in a second referral for a therapist. He told me to call 988 if I need to. He says he won't force medication. That he's there as a consultant. But he understood. I don't trust him enough to tell him my crazy. Maybe next week.