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05-16-2006, 11:50 PM
For many weeks, maybe months, maybe even a year now, i've been very low in motivation. Over the past year i have called myself "Lazy". But does laziness last what seems like a lifetime? Is it laziness when i devote time and effort to get my priorities done, and end up not finishing it, even half-done? Is it laziness when i feel so excited and hyped-up to get my work done, only to find out that moments after starting the work, i lose my luster? It it laziness when i want to achieve something great, i give-in to my self-generated fear? Is it laziness when i feel frustration and helplessness when im in the moment of doing work and i lose interest? Is it laziness when you see opportunities pass you by like leaving a love one drown in the sea?
I just don't know anymore. Am i a lazy person? Am i depressed? or what?!
Today i called to make an appointment with a counsellor, expecting that i'd get a scedule for today. In the end i have an appointment for next tuesday. Thats like a whole week later!?
Im pretty upset about the whole thing. I called the moment the clinic opened, and asked for the earliest available appointment. She responded next tuesday is the earliest. I asked if I can have an earlier one, or if there are other alternatives i can take. She explained to me how there isn't and that people who are in "NEED" of help are the priorities. I started to feel nervous, as i attempt to fit myself in her discription "in need of help". I asked her how do you know who's in need of help, you never even asked me about how severe my case is. She had the nerve to pounce back at me and say "im busy, i dont have time for this, ive got people in the front desk that needs attending, etc. etc". Obviously that fueled me up, as my voice started to shake to cower my sadness of being treated unfairly along with the weight of confusion. I explained to her how she's being unfair, and underminig my feeling, as i try to make an appointment with a cousellor (shouldn't that itself ring the alarm, especially the way i sounded). She then proceeded by telling me that she's just there to make appointments, and that i should be the one to tell her how serious my problem is. I pointed to her that her mentioning of "people in NEED of help" are priorities is misleading. Im sure she knows about the Patient-Doctor Confidentiality thing, as i tried to explain to her my situation, she interupted by saying "Thats what the cousilors are for, you tell them that." Erm... WTF? How the hell do you find out how serious my situation is? So i couldn't be bothered anymore. I was slowly and silently sobbing and acknowledging every comment she made thereafter.
Sorry guys, for posting this... i just felt like posting it somewhere and writing down how i felt. This is the very first time ive done and even felt like doing such a thing.
I just don't know anymore. Am i a lazy person? Am i depressed? or what?!
Today i called to make an appointment with a counsellor, expecting that i'd get a scedule for today. In the end i have an appointment for next tuesday. Thats like a whole week later!?
Im pretty upset about the whole thing. I called the moment the clinic opened, and asked for the earliest available appointment. She responded next tuesday is the earliest. I asked if I can have an earlier one, or if there are other alternatives i can take. She explained to me how there isn't and that people who are in "NEED" of help are the priorities. I started to feel nervous, as i attempt to fit myself in her discription "in need of help". I asked her how do you know who's in need of help, you never even asked me about how severe my case is. She had the nerve to pounce back at me and say "im busy, i dont have time for this, ive got people in the front desk that needs attending, etc. etc". Obviously that fueled me up, as my voice started to shake to cower my sadness of being treated unfairly along with the weight of confusion. I explained to her how she's being unfair, and underminig my feeling, as i try to make an appointment with a cousellor (shouldn't that itself ring the alarm, especially the way i sounded). She then proceeded by telling me that she's just there to make appointments, and that i should be the one to tell her how serious my problem is. I pointed to her that her mentioning of "people in NEED of help" are priorities is misleading. Im sure she knows about the Patient-Doctor Confidentiality thing, as i tried to explain to her my situation, she interupted by saying "Thats what the cousilors are for, you tell them that." Erm... WTF? How the hell do you find out how serious my situation is? So i couldn't be bothered anymore. I was slowly and silently sobbing and acknowledging every comment she made thereafter.
Sorry guys, for posting this... i just felt like posting it somewhere and writing down how i felt. This is the very first time ive done and even felt like doing such a thing.