So. Today I had my first appointment with my new psychiatrist, Dr. T. I love her. Love, love, love her.
Of course the first appointment is pretty intense. You have to establish why you're there and the life experiences that led you down this particular path. Even when she asked me the most minor questions I burst into tears and barely got my words out.
Now I am emotionally exhausted.
She and I are adjusting my meds a bit, and we're going to explore some different types of therapy other than just the standard cognitive-behavioral therapy that was not enough in the past. She is interested in having me consider psychodynamic therapy and EMDR as a way to treat symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder.
I am willing to try.
I am happy to be back in treatment.