IT'S ALL ABOUT THAT HOUSE WIFE LIFE, YALL. BLESSED!So we are trying to get everything transitioned to here when it comes to my mental health and physical health.
The place I want to see a therapist at might not be able to prescribe me my anxiety medication, because it's a controlled substance. So I'm running into that problem again. The therapist gave me a list of other places I could go to for medication management incase they wont do it for me, so at least they're trying?
I haven't been able to get my stomach medicine filled here with the new insurance. They dont want to cover it. Because it's expensive I guess. But it's the only thing i've found that works so, since I had an approval with it before they are supposed to call back in alabama and try and get that to cover for here too since its the same prescription-- just a refill of it.
My therapist today was nice. Very skinny. Blonde. it kind of made me feel like a fat lump and I dont know how well that will sit with me trying to talk to her about my eating disorder and body image issues because.... well, she's perfection looking at me and talking to me and I can't really separate beauty and thinness and worthiness. it's all messed up in my head. And I dont know if this therapist is going to be a good fit for me, I am going to try but I won't be surprised if I end up having to find help elsewhere.
so that's today... I swept the kitchen and dining room
Tomorrow I clean the whole kitchen and make lots of phone calls. I have an errand or two to run. The post office is one of them.
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