A few months ago, my therapist said he thought that he thought I didn’t need to be coming anymore. That I just needed case management. I was hesitent about it, but I agreed.
All of that came crashing down on me on Monday, when I had an epic meltdown. I broke down and made an appointment for yesterday at noon. My therapist said that he didn’t know how long the session was going to be due to the fact that he had screwed something up, and possibly could get fired cause of it.
I ended up feeling like he wasn’t fully listening and that he was preoccupied about what had happened that didn’t involve me.
I really felt and I told him that he was saying that my feelings weren’t valid. I really wish that I lived in a big city, or better yet, a country that has healthcare that actually would do something and help me have access to the resources that I need. I have medical needs that are in threat due to the government wanting to do away with the healthcare that is in place. I am not saying that it is perfect, but it is better than millions of people loosing the healthcare that they so desperatly need.
So, I don’t care where you are from, or how much you make, we all deserve our healthcare needs to be met.