Saturday, March 11, 2006

I think we're alone now ...


I was getting an in-take interview for this day program. The person interviewing me would not believe that I had a nervous breakdown because of an extremely toxic and abusive superior at work. She thought I was exaggerating and kept asking me questions like, "How do you know she meant it to be mean?" and "Maybe it was an accident." I won't go into the details of what my old boss did to me -- but it was illegal and definitely intentional -- and still the intake doctor would not believe me. I could tell she already had an idea of what I was (bipolar, paranoid schizo, whatever) and wasn't really listening to me -- just looking for evidence for a disease she'd already picked out. Anyway, I got so frustrated I started crying and said, "If my old boss could be here now, she'd be laughing her ass off. I can't even get my own shrink to believe me."

To which she replied, "Oh don't worry, I'm sure she can't hear anything we say in this room." Like I was really worried she was somehow in the room! I started to correct her and then just said "forget it," took my stuff, and left.

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