It felt strange to be seeing a therapist without hot water, but I managed fairly well. She gave me a test. We had to have a discussion about the word "serious" in a certain question concerning depression or anxiety, or was it delusions? In any case, we modified it to suit my exactitudonal tendencies and put it away in the file.
I am come away with a page full of suggestions from her that I plan to put into action. The formost being, "stop being so hard on yourself". Evidently I am my own worst enemy. This is very handy though, because I know where I live.... and I can do something about this tyrant. But I am not giving away any of my plans, lest the tyrant read them here and be prepared with a counter action.
And just to round out an eventful day, I was called to a job interview tomorrow at 10:30. We shall see how that goes. It's not too far from home, and I don't have to get on a freeway to get there. Two good things in this job's favor already.
Oh, and for the curious, I DID mention Dear Diary to the good Doctor. And I even mentioned that I wrote about an imaginary therapist. I did NOT however mention that said therapist was a Duck. She seems quite a nice woman. I didn't want to alarm her overmuch.
Anyway, I figured that was a bit TOO much information for our first meeting. Oh yes, I am going back in 6 weeks or so. Maybe then I will introduce her to Dr. Rubber Duckie.
You know, I really DO think I need to see a shrink!