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So today I met with the Social Worker/Counselor at the Doctor's Office, the person who is supposed to look at my situation and kind of guide me towards who I should see about my particular brand of depression.
She said that I'm probably Bi-Polar, and that based on how I handle it, I don't need counseling :/
This is really weird, because that's how I've self-diagnosed myself forever. I'm Bi-Polar, and the trade off is not that bad - a week of extreme depression in exchange for several months in a row of PURE AWESOMENESS. It's a great exchange rate!
I was COMPLETELY expecting to be told that the way I do things isn't healthy, that I need help, that they can provide help for me at a great expense, that it would take years of therapy and truckloads of drugs to find the right balance to make me "Normal". Years of whittling on my square peg so it would finally fit in to that wonderfully round hole that is expected of me by society, because that's the only way to be okay.
And it wasn't that at all.
The counselor was at a loss, and she told me so. Usually you can find something that the person wants to change, something that is making their life difficult. A little behaviour that can be chipped away at, worked on, possibly corrected... but no!
I did NOT see that coming.
She said that I'm probably Bi-Polar, and that based on how I handle it, I don't need counseling :/
This is really weird, because that's how I've self-diagnosed myself forever. I'm Bi-Polar, and the trade off is not that bad - a week of extreme depression in exchange for several months in a row of PURE AWESOMENESS. It's a great exchange rate!
I was COMPLETELY expecting to be told that the way I do things isn't healthy, that I need help, that they can provide help for me at a great expense, that it would take years of therapy and truckloads of drugs to find the right balance to make me "Normal". Years of whittling on my square peg so it would finally fit in to that wonderfully round hole that is expected of me by society, because that's the only way to be okay.
And it wasn't that at all.
The counselor was at a loss, and she told me so. Usually you can find something that the person wants to change, something that is making their life difficult. A little behaviour that can be chipped away at, worked on, possibly corrected... but no!
I did NOT see that coming.
