So the shitty program you were accepted in to (and that only after you swallowed XX Tylenol) only allows for 120 minutes of therapy a month (most effectively used in two, one hour slots every two weeks). So today's appointment (first in two weeks) had to be f***ing rescheduled for another week (making it three this time). Who gives a rats @$$, it's not that big a deal. Get over yourself, for heaven sake! You don't want to be Borderline (not like you can make it so simply by wishing but you know, whatever) so STOP F***ING ACTING LIKE IT!!!
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Such are my thoughts at this moment. Now if you will excuse me I am going to go cut until I bleed profusely and then climb in to bed (after stopping the bleeding so no worries). I apologize for the rant (I get more foul mouthed the worse I feel *blush*).
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