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I knew this would happen.

After my recent freak out, I called the clinic director, flipping out, demanding they change my Doctor.  They did, they did, but I have to see my old one last time today. And now that I’ve since come down, I am a puddle of anxiety to go back there and say what I need to say. I know today will be fruitless, because of this damn anxiety.

Of course, if they actually trusted me enough to treat my actual issues (name 1, anxiety) I would not be having this problem.

 

Damn them.

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Posted December 29, 2010 by Arienette in Uncategorized

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