I feel so very special.
Today I was escorted into University Counseling Services by my roommate Christine, who had made the appointment for me. On the phone they tried to tell her they didn't have time to see me, at which point she said "I don't CARE if there's a waiting list," and proceeded to basically inform them that they were going to meet with me, and they were going to do it TODAY. It made me laugh when Cate told me "I suggested she use the phrase 'in crisis' but I got the distinct idea that, 'in crisis' or not, she would either get you an appointment or walk over and punch somebody in the face." I really love my roommate, and she obviously loves me, too... at least enough to punch people in the face.
The counselor helped a little, and definitely seemed concerned. He asked me to come back this week, so I'll be there on Thursday again. And most likely weekly after that, possibly more often.
The counselor helped a little, and definitely seemed concerned. He asked me to come back this week, so I'll be there on Thursday again. And most likely weekly after that, possibly more often.