I say this to my spouse at least once a week. She’s the first person that genuinely likes when I info dump about my dumb interests and I love her so much for it.
Lucky. Mine walks up to quickly rinse her hands while I’m filling my water bottle.
Mine doesn’t exist. They used to. I mean they still do, but they don’t, it be like.
They exist in a superposition?
Did you banish them to the void or something? One of your translocation spells went wrong? Used the wrong chalk for a summoning ritual and sent them to the runic planes by any chance?
Finally, cryptic Facebook status posting has come to the Fediverse!
(This message is transmitted with lighthearted and non-hostile intent)
Inside me there are two wolves.
Please get me to a hospital, I beg of you.
i did this today. then I got the ‘do we have another appointment booked’ - ah whoops, times up, i don’t. which means it’s a long wait till the next one - doh. i needed more inputs to make it to the next appointment! Christmas is going to be challenging.
My last therapist had me down for 30 minutes a month, spent the first 10 minutes of every session talking about the session plan, then 15 minutes talking about his personal approach to therapy, then asked me about 2 - 3 questions, then started talking about how whatever I replied with fits right in with his upcoming book’s theme as well as his youtube channel.
By far my worst therapist, but I did get referral and autism diagnosis out of it, which… changed absolutely nothing my life, I had already masked for so long it fused with the flesh.
I should say I’ve had some great therapists in the past, and it was their previous work that finally clicked with me that got me to break the worst of my depression cycles.
I love mine. They’re also autistic, have dogs, and call me out when I try and change the subject off of something difficult. At first I worried that meeting over video call would affect how body language is read, but, no, seems to work fine.
My first therapist was also great and had a dog. Maybe that’s the rule?
Oh, and fuck health insurance sideways. They’re consistently at least 6 months behind in reimbursing me for seeing an out-of-network therapist.
oh , wow. that , is different.
yeah. i get it. i ask my self sometimes, who am i?
mine is good - but i don’t have any comparison. but, there’s just not enough time, there never is, and it is expensive. i used to go a lot more regular when i was able to easily afford it. but autism burnout. early oct i quit. i’m not sure i can do that ever again. no one understands. its so hard.
“and that’s when I finally was about to tell my mother the thing I had always most wanted to say to her in my entire life, I took a deep breath and said…”
“WELP! TIMES UP! See you in January, Merry Christmas!”
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
