I have been waiting to see a Psychiatrist
The hours turn to days turn to months.
My parents find the money for private session.
My hopes are raised, finally someone may be able to tell me what’s wrong. Why my head feels like some days it will burst
Some days I feel so fragile I feel I may disintegrate into nothingness like a shattered pane of glass. Sometimes it washes over me like a raging torrent.
But no. My appointment gets cancelled due to unforeseen circumstances and I am left wondering if I really matter, whether I really am just an unforeseen circumstance, whether this Dr who is supposed to know and see inside my head really does see me as another name to be crossed out of the diary. Do I matter? Even to those who are supposed to fix me.
"Waiting to see a Psychiatrist"
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