Up early in the morning

I woke up around 0028 and I am still up. I just can’t seem to settle down. Then my eyeball got really itchy. I thought I was going to scratch it out. I put in some eye drops and that seems to have done the trick. I think I got more drops on my face than in my eye, but that’s ok. I always do.

I am in a terrible frame of mind. I want to email my psychiatrist and tell her that Friday will be our last meeting and that I won’t see her anymore. I know that if I do that, she will likely become concerned and I might have to go in the hospital, involuntarily. I don’t know what to do. I am meeting with my therapist today, in less than 12 hours from now. I can’t let her know what my plans are because we are on the fritz. I don’t think she has earned that right to know my business anymore, including my suicidal thoughts. What is she going to do anyways when I can’t see her anymore? I doubt I will be able to see her next week. Her schedule is too “packed”.

I haven’t heard back from my psychologist friend on Twitter. I will give him a few days to help me, not that it really matters that much. If I don’t go through with my plans, at least I will have someone to call. Therapist #15 awaits me somewhere. I hope it’s worthwhile this time around.

When I was checking my messages when I got up, I had a FB message from my friend that really pissed me off. I told her not to send me those types of messages. And to think before sending. It really upset me because she knows I went to bed, yet still continued to ramble. WTF.

I don’t know why I feel so shitty (mentally). I slept for approximately two hours, but I have been sleeping all day. Now I am up and want to go back to sleep but I am feeling really hot. I am debating putting on my ceiling fan. I don’t know why it’s so hot in my room. It’s not that cold outside. I have been having hot and cold flashes through out the day. I don’t know why. That is the million dollar question.

I am really nervous to talk to my therapist after not speaking to her for about two weeks. It feels longer than that. I am going to bring up the fact that our meetings should be reconsidered and that this monthly business is ridiculous. I also want to understand why my blogs “pushed” her away. I thought therapy was a place to share your feelings, good or bad, and to learn from them. All I have learned was that sharing is a big mistake. I feel like I am being punished for speaking my mind. I won’t ever share a blog with a therapist ever again. That tool that I thought was a good idea has backfired on me and now I lost a therapist in the process. It all just sucks big time. I never would have thought that after 16 years or working with someone, it would be over because of a transference issue. I always thought transference was a good thing in therapy. Guess I was wrong.