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Thursday, 14 March 2013

Day 134: Frustration

Three weeks ago I was expecting my psychologist to give me a solution for my depression. Maybe not the final solution but something, at least, that would get me on the road to recovery. It didn't happen. We spent that session going over what I'd been talking to her about for the previous month or so.

Two weeks ago I knew that I was going to get an answer in one form or another. Again, it didn't happen. This time it was because my psychologist had phoned in sick. Fair's fair, I suppose. Everybody gets ill from time to time. Frustrating, though, all the same.

Last week I had high hopes that my time had come. I'll give you three guesses what I'm going to say next. (In fact, you don't even need three guesses.) That's right. For the third week in a row, it didn't happen. On this occasion I simply got a phone call letting me know that the session had been cancelled, reason unknown.




What makes this all the more frustrating for me is that she is a trainee psychologist. I originally believed that I was assigned to a fully qualified psychologist and that the trainee was going to sit in on our sessions to gain knowledge and experience. (We all have to start somewhere.) But after a couple of weeks the original psychologist stopped coming to the sessions. Hmm. So where was she when the trainee cancelled our sessions two weeks in a row? Could she have not stepped in to tell me what surely must have already been discussed between them?

Next week, who knows?

Sunday, 24 February 2013

Day 116: Wish me luck

On Monday morning I'll be seeing my psychologist again, only this time it'll be under slightly different circumstances. For the last few weeks I've been the one doing all the talking, tomorrow it's her turn.
At last, after months of taking the first step to recovery again and again, someone is going to suggest a course of action that will help me back on my feet. I finally feel as if I'm actually going to get the help I need and have been asking for since day 1.
Wish me luck.