The Primary Care Team sent me a letter with another appointment and I made a deal with Tulip, the girl from work, to go to it. I would only go if they came and they did. I think I'm glad I did go, it was with a different person then the last two times and he was a lot better. I really hate the professionals that are too objective because it just seems like they are there to do a job and don't care about the people. This guy had a good balance of objectivity and empathy. He seemed like he wanted to know as much as possible to help as much as he could, but he also was able to ask the hard questions and pull certain things apart to work out what was really happening. Hopefully that means that they'll finally refer me somewhere that will actually help me this time.
There were some things I left out. The first thing being my identity problems, I'm scared that they will think I'm lying or it's all just in my head. Then there's my gender and body dysphoria. Lastly I didn't tell them that I have prepared for this week's Saturday Suicide Ritual. Unfortunately they have to meet with a board of people on Tuesday to talk about my case and then they'll contact me and then they'll probably be a waiting list and more assessments. Who knows how long that will take and whether or not I will be alive by then.
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My Journey To Normality (Part 2)
Short Story•This is a story based on true events about someone who is on their journey to recovery from mental illness. Their questioning of gender and sexuality. Going through relationships and break ups. Just an all about coming of age story of a person that...
