I am never going back to that crazy lady for crazy ladies. I'm just not.
She actually told me to think of what I would tell my daughter if she were lonely and had just moved to a new place.
I swear I almost left.
"Did you try the Church of Religious Science?"
"No! Why is that place such a big deal for you?"
"I've just never heard anyone recommend a church so much."
I did the whole why am I coming to therapy bit and I am just not going back. I'm not.
I even cried this time and she really just had nothing to give me. She doesn't even have a trashcan for the Kleenexes. She says I have to join groups, make friends, be nice to my inner child, encourage myself to keep going. I told her I was exercising.
"Four to five times a week?"
"At least I walk every day."
"Fast so you get your heart rate up?"
"No, but at least I'm out there."
"It would be good if you power walked so you got a cardio work out."
Bitch! Not only does she ask me to talk to a pretend daughter, she also doesn't appreciate that at least I get my ass out of the house instead of just lying around all day.
I am totally done with her. I kept watching the clock and then finally said, "I guess that's all I have for today."
I am never going back.
I miss Nancy.