Saw Dippy, my psychologist again today. I wasn’t much in the mood for talking. She asked how my Christmas was (after having had told her about my plans three times prior to this session) and I said, “I did what I said I was going to do.” Haha! Whether she remembered my plans or not, she said something like, “So everything went to plan then?” Hrm, well I guess it did.
Then I got onto the serious stuff. I asked how she is going to help me. She asked what I wanted out of therapy and I said specific anxiety coping methods beyond mindfulness and relaxation. She said we can work on self-talk to try to improve my negative thinking patterns. She printed off something she was going to show me but she ended up saying we’ll work on that next time.
I spent most of the rest of the session talking about how I hate NYE and how mad I am at the government. I said it’s so shit how hard it is to see a psychologist. She agreed with me and said I am lucky I am on this mental health plan because other people are only allowed ten sessions a year through medicare and still have to co-pay a lot.
She asked if I would be returning to groups this year and I said I didn’t know. At the moment, I can’t really be bothered. She encouraged me to go back to them because otherwise I might end up like a hermit (her words). I told her I’ve been a hermit and that I pretty much am a hermit still.
She didn’t piss me off too much, which is good. I only got annoyed when she asked what I have been up to and I said I spend most of my time watching old TV shows on Youtube. She then started talking about some olden days show she used to like but when she watched it again it seemed so outdated. No shit, really?!
She also annoyed me when she started talking about the last time she got her nails done. I think it started because she said I have nice nails. Every time she goes off on a tangent like that, I get angry at her words eating away at my session time.
Next session is the last of the six I get so I will have to try to reapply for more sessions through my GP. I guess that means I am still going to see ol’ Dippy!