February 23, 2004
In which she describes a trip to therapy
I walked into the office today and there was no receptionist with a fake smile and no “calming” seascapes on the wall. Just a big comfy couch and a radio playing classical music.
The last psychologist I saw had like twelve different places to sit and she made you choose where you would be most comfortable. It felt like a test. Like wherever you chose to sit said something about you. I chose the chair closest to the door…I wonder what that said about me. Anyway, this was completely different. There were two chairs. I sat in one, she sat in the other.
My last psychologist answered her phone when it rang in the middle of a session. This one just let it ring. The last psychologist made me feel like it was my fault I was depressed, and I could change the fact that I was depressed by going to class more regularly. This one was so different. I was there for an hour and a half and and it felt like twenty minutes. I actually can’t wait to go back next week.
Jessica can’t find her cell phone which makes it very hard for me to get in touch with her. Hopefully she’ll find it soon…I think I might be going through withdrawals.
So my friend told me that after you use Listerine for a while, it gets easier to handle. Well, I’ve been using it daily for almost two months and it still makes my eyes water every time I use it. Maybe I need to try that new Natural Citrus flavor.
I’ve been reading Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt and it is so fantastic. I so want to go to Ireland. The writing is so amazing. I wish that I was that talented. I went to the library (oh how I love the library) and checked out ’Tis. I can’t wait to read it.
On a side note, the guestbook is back to working again so sorry to anyone who may have been inconvenienced during the time when it was not working. Also, the review page should be updated soon. No promises…but I’m working on it!
zappagrrl at 11:26 p.m.