I think I'm going to start with just figuring how to get info from providers and find out how far back I need. I have a past strewn with therapists.
Funny thing about black and white. You mix it together and you get gray. And it doesn't matter how much white you try and put back in, you're never gonna get anything but gray.
Lilah ,'Destiny'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
askye - May 27, 2015 12:21:20 pm PDT #19524 of 30002
Thrive to spite them
sj - May 27, 2015 12:53:09 pm PDT #19525 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I just remembered that TCG is not coming right home after work. So, if I want to eat dinner anytime soon, I need to do something about that myself.
Hil R. - May 27, 2015 12:54:01 pm PDT #19526 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Hil it sucks the jobs are back up -- can you reapply? Do you want to reapply?
I can, but I'm not sure I want to. Now that I look closer, I see that it's the same school, but now they're advertising for a one-year position, rather than a multi-year one, and I really don't want to have to do the whole job search thing again next year.
Calli - May 27, 2015 3:03:06 pm PDT #19527 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Things which are not terribly motivating: seeing new job postings for positions that I applied to months ago and never even got an interview.
Ugh, that happened to me a few times, too. I tried to think that they just didn't know how to advertise for what they really wanted, so none of the applicants (including me) were right for the position. But it's hard not to take it personally.
sj - May 27, 2015 4:21:14 pm PDT #19528 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Dear body,
When I eat exactly what I am supposed to eat and my blood sugar is high one day, and the next day I say "fuck it" and cheat a bit and my blood sugar is perfect all day, you're not actually helping me to be good.
No love,
sj
Connie Neil - May 27, 2015 4:46:55 pm PDT #19529 of 30002
brillig
you're not actually helping me to be good.
What's that song, "You've got to be bad to be good"?
Zenkitty - May 27, 2015 5:18:05 pm PDT #19530 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Also, the you need to learn to suck it up and deal with it without any practical advice on how to do that from a mental health professional really pisses me off.
Oh, yeah, it does.
The worst advice I ever got from a psychiatrist was when I was hospitalized. The shrink there told me the way to fix my depression was to have a baby. I just stared at him. I wanted to ask him where he got his m*f* license.
Zenkitty - May 27, 2015 5:21:40 pm PDT #19531 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
When I eat exactly what I am supposed to eat and my blood sugar is high one day, and the next day I say "fuck it" and cheat a bit and my blood sugar is perfect all day, you're not actually helping me to be good.
Not remotely related to being pregnant, of course, but, when I eat real "good" for a week and lose no weight, or even gain a bit, and then I spend a day literally eating nothing but junk food and sitting on the couch and I lose half a pound? Mixed signals, Universe!
sj - May 27, 2015 5:28:36 pm PDT #19532 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
WTF Zenkitty? I can't tell you how many therapist have told me to go back to school and then just shrugged their shoulders when I mentioned the absolutely overwhelming anxiety associated with that. I mean I drive by my old college and have anxiety dreams for a week.
Atropa - May 27, 2015 6:46:55 pm PDT #19533 of 30002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Some therapists REALLY shouldn't be practicing. The first therapist I ever saw, when I was in my late 30s, told me that if I was serious about wanting to be cured of my (situational) depression and anxiety, I should stop dressing like I was going to a Victorian funeral. And maybe dye my hair a normal color.
I stared at her, then said, "That is interesting advice. I will not be making any further appointments, and please be sure to have your billing department only charge me for the half hour I've been here."