Was horrible. She looked like an old friend of mine and so I found myself talking at her, expecting her to respond like my friend would, that she would just understand the way that I operate, and pick up on my little clues. Needless to say, after the first ten minutes with her, I saw that she wasn't getting it, so I just kept talking and stopped trying to clarify things for her. I haven't had anyone willing to sit down and listen to my side of things, so I just let it all out. I talked to her about last year when my grandpa died and how every morning since I had found out, for a full week, I woke up at 4 am for no reason. I told her about my stress issues and how I don't know how to deal with it when it takes over, that I just let it build and build until I explode. However, that's how I handle most emotions in my life, but now it's all backfiring on me. Near the end of the session she summarized the things we should work on over our sessions, but I already knew that I wasn't coming back to see her.
Maybe I'll find a therapist on my own.
