Comments on: How to Annoy a Therapist

By: Adrianne

Adrianne — Mon, 25 Jun 2007 03:42:03 +0000

Hah!

By: brendan

brendan — Sun, 24 Jun 2007 23:10:01 +0000

You are so right about batshit. Of course for me it’s worse because I’m like, “I get sad when I’m lonely. It’s aweful. How much oxycotin can I get for that? Hello? What are you writing down? Huh? That’s not a prescription…” Also, when I broke up with Annie I called my therapist and said, “I don’t feel crazy anymore. Thanks for the memories.”

By: Adrianne

Adrianne — Sun, 24 Jun 2007 13:52:59 +0000

I bet I’ll get another opportunity to take that picture for you, say around February.

By: todd.

todd. — Fri, 22 Jun 2007 18:42:25 +0000

Does this mean we’re never going to see a picture of her carpet? I feel cheated.

By: Adrianne

Adrianne — Fri, 22 Jun 2007 16:09:16 +0000

Heh. What I’ve learned:

1. Anyone who is capable of dispensing prescriptions is going to try and convince you that you’re batshit crazy.

2. Anyone who is incapable of dispensing prescriptions is going to try and convince you that things are just not that bad, and in fact you’re being quite reasonable.

Call me delusional, I prefer going with the latter.

By: jeff dee laux

jeff dee laux — Fri, 22 Jun 2007 15:07:00 +0000

Congratulations.

I’m pleased to hear stories of therapy practiced as something transient, the occasional pitstop. And I fear that’s not the usual model, and that with that initial tipping of the iceberg (to have a look-see what’s down there), I’d walk out convinced I’m batshit crazy and clutching a script.

Again, congratulations.