Yup. Conclusion: Let's gather for a new meeting! This time everyone concerned will be gathered. This is a good sign, but it doesn't mean it's not something I didn't go through a year ago, that somehow cycled back to where I am now -.-
It's like a bizarre dream...
I will now explain how I got my disability. My old shrink and I had a meeting with a social security bitch.
My shrink: "He likes to make explosives."
Social security bitch: "Explosives?"
My shrink: "Yes, explosives."
A few weeks later I got my disability. True story.
Hah, reminds me of how finally got sent home from military service.
"I can't deal with never being alone."
"Find a way."
"I am losing it, I've lasted half a year, but enough is enough, I need to get away now."
"Poppycock!"
"I am not made for this! Please! The tasks etc are fine, but I cannot be swamped in people 24/7 for months on end, I am at my breaking point!!!"
"Tough luck."
"I cut myself."
"O_O" *airplane ticket, stamp, WOOOOSH, taxi, Hi mom! :0*