can you fix me, doc? my life is broken.

i went to see Doc today. and before anything started, i gave him my conditions.
number 1: absolutely no pills.
number 2: no prying, if it makes me uncomfortable


i so wish it was my old Doc. i truly do regret stopping my visits with him, when he was still working. but onto the new Doc. the past couple of visits were spent talking about him. i wasn't too comfortable opening up to a complete stranger, so he told me about his life. but he made me promise to at least try open up to him by our third viait. so i kept that promise. and it's hard to tell someone, especially a stranger, all of your pains and everything you try so hard to hide.


and now i feel mentally and phsyically drained, and exhausted. but at the same time, its been a while since ive opened up that much.
and today was barely scraping the surface.