I Can’t Even With the Mental Healthcare System in the US!

Just when you think it can’t get any worse, ya’ll!

Terry L. Cooper


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Holy shit balls. I thought the body docs were bad. Hell’s fire. Now the mental health staff has apparently figured out that there’s a curve for fuckery in this area and has decided to jump on board.

First, there was C.H. I was referred there but they didn’t see adults. Kids only. Ooooooookay. So, just how many fucked up kids are there in this area that they need to have their own dedicated practice??

Then there was E.S.P.S. (yes, I’m using abbreviations that may or may not reflect the practices or it just could be me making shit up). I Had Mark. Mark was great. He got me to open up and talk about shit I had never talked about before with anyone. Then he left. He decided that one day a week was too much when he was also teaching classes at the local college. Didn’t think that one all the way through now did he? And left his patients who counted on him in the lurch. NICE.

Same place, next person. All she wanted to do was talk to me about her sex life. How she had three different guys she was banging for different reasons. One for the Honey Do List. One to have to snuggle up with on the couch and watch movies. I forget what the third one was being used for. Finally, I snapped one day and she…