today was supposed to be my first day of therapy and the therapist didn’t show up. I’m pissed off. I wasted 2 hours for nothing.
I’ve sent her a polite message, asking if she’s sick and hoping she is well, but in reality I wanted to yell at her. However, if I yell at her, chances are she won’t treat me.
Before you suggest to find another therapist, finding a shrink where I live is very difficult and the other ones I contacted have either ignored me or are overbooked. I need therapy and it bothers me to be so dependent on one person.
For those of you who have experienced something similar, how doesn’t it bother you?
“Zombie Jamboree” by Robert Merkin. A pretty funny novel about Vietnam War. At one point a draftee is asked about ending the draft. He’s against it because draftees are the people who are going to go home after the war and will not put up with lifers doing ‘lifer shit.’