I hate doctor's offices and hospitals and doctors. I hate them. I had some health concerns, none of which were addressed (she told me to come back in a month), and I know it's stupid and I know I shouldn't care so much but I just feel terrible. She told me to sleep more consistently and eat better and exercise which are all good things I should be doing and I know that, but I just feel so terrible about it. I don't know why.
I came home and slept (because I went to bed late and I've been sick and it's one of the easiest ways to avoid my problems) for like 5 or 6 hours and now I feel less like shit. I'm still mad I forgot to bring up my sensory and focus issues. I'm also still mad I marked all of this stuff I wanted to discuss with her on forms that she didn't read.
The one that really gets me is that I was finally honest on the anxiety and depression screener and she just didn't read it. I've been struggling with this for about four years, and I thought this was going to be the way I finally told someone or got help. I'm frustrated that it was never addressed.
I also really wanted to go back to musical rehearsal today. Outside of the show I played on Saturday, I haven't seen my friends in nearly a week. Plus, my brother is visiting and I don't want to be around him anymore.