Not thoughts–Feelings! I feel like I’m there alongside you, I’m re-blogging.
When I called this past Monday about making a psych appointment, I was given two options.
Option A: Go to the main campus of the hospital system I’m currently using for my healthcare and wait for many hours in the ER.
Option B: Wait until September 11th, the first available appointment for a psych evaluation at the smaller and much closer office building.
Since I’m not currently experiencing a mental health crisis, I decided on option B.
Mental health is a precarious thing. It reminds me of a teeter-totter. It goes up and it goes down, sometimes so quickly that you’ll lose your balance and fall on your ass with a loud thud.
Look, a therapy dog!
It’s not that simple getting help, as you can see from my options up there. Either I am in serious trouble and need assistance right NOW or I have to bide my time until…
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