What to discuss when I see my head doc

There are sometimes when I have absolutely nothing on my mind to talk about when I have to go see my doctor.  Last time I honestly thought I was wasting my time going because I had nothing on my mind to talk about…crazy huh?  It is weird when I go from racing thoughts to having nothing…no thought, not voices, no NOTHING!  I mean I guess I can talk about the fact that I am able to have children but I don’t think I will ever get there unless I win the lotto, cut out the frellin fat, and then pick a donor.  I don’t see me in a relationship that involves sex.  Half of me is revolted by the thought and then sometimes my “manic” eps make sex a forced thought.  It is almost like I am two different people.  I guess maybe I can talk about my utter frustration at work or how much I absolutely hate myself…I am almost back to my highest weight EVER.  I am disgusting.  I could say that it is the serequel…my hope is that I am actually blocked up and that is why I went from 200 up to 224 in the last few months…I won’t even know that until I see my gastrologist on Tuesday to hopefully set up a colonscopy.  Did I tell you that I hate myself right now…I don’t feel sorry for myself…I just hate who I am and what I look like. 

So any ideas what to talk about?  Okay so I have already mentioned the loathing of my self…what about my frustration at work…or what about finding out why I am so fraked up.  I mean when I am going to get to the real gritty stuff?  Like why don’t I like to be touched?  I mean I could go back to junior high when the “guys” thought it was cool to put their hands down my shirt and I really could not do anything about it.  Or how when I was in a relationship that I thought sex and heavy petting equaled love.  What the hell was I thinking?  I was by no mean a Loose gal but I did let them control me.  Am i really that weak or was I just trying to feel?  I know that my doctor really wants me to work on “relationships”…to get out there…but again I can’t stand myself.  Now people think that I do this on purpose but I don’t.  I don’t know why I am here.  Well I guess I need to talk about that then…huh?

Kendall

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