Yeah they just take fucking forever, feels like. But there's also a LOT of us, so...I can't really hold it against them too much. Hell even my main mental health provider there bounces between Mcguire and a CBOC down in Emporia. The guy before him is up at the Fredericksburg CBOC. I've got an appt next week with my primary care doc, and one with a good psychologist I know there. She helped me a lot before with CBT. Just gotta make it to next week lol. I called today and asked if I could see her Tuesday when I go see my main doc instead of waiting till Friday, haven't heard back yet but I'm sure they got her hard at the galley row because she's capable. She did my mindfulness group too, part of which I STILL use almost every day these days. Sat on the porch earlier today and let the breeze and wind chimes take me somewhere else for a little while. Not a cure, but helps sometimes when I start feeling overwhelmed.
Worst...well, weirdest part for me of a lot of this is some slight emotional instability. I've cried like three times today. You know when the last time I actually cried was? Like, two fucking years ago when my best cat friend Dust got hit by a car. I'm nowhere near suicidal, never have been, but damn bursting into tears when my girl asks if I wanna ride to the store with her is annoying!