2002-07-29 - 3:43 p.m.
Well, that's a relief.

Oh, *phew*. It's over with. Hah! I went to the nice psych doctor, and he turned out to have AD/HD, and he was really really nice. He said he isn't going to say anything for sure this week, I have to visit again next week and fill out a bunch of questionnaires in the meantime, but to him it sounds like I do have AD/HD, and that it seems like I'm looking more for validation than therapy, which is *so* true.

Validation would be very nice. I feel like I've been carrying the weight of Should around on my shoulder for-friggin'-ever, and I'd love to let it go. You know, be able to say, "That's beyond me, and that's OK." Not without the tagline of "And in X areas I'm beyond you, too", of course. Back to the hunter vs. farmer analogy, which the Dr. was quick to bring up.

He also said, which made me smile, that he usually doesn't give people career advice in the first 90 minutes he sees them, but he's pretty sure I'm in the wrong career. Yeah, preach it, Mister.

He told me that so far, it looks like I've coped really well with my issues, better than most people would; that I seem really bright and capable and that if I go for my dreams (re: master's degree in linguistics) I should be able to reach them just fine, and so on. Also that I really need to find my tribe, which was pretty much a reference to having so many weird people I belonged to sophomore year and then lost (as a cohesive unit, anyway).

I agree, having that again would go a long ways towards easing the frustration of my life.

I did of course forget a lot of the things I wanted to say to him, but what we did cover was good, and he did say it sounded like I was being really honest with him. Well, that's nice to hear. =) I guess some people go in there and exaggerate their symptoms. Pah. What do I need to exaggerate them for? They're horrible enough for me as it is.

All in all, I left feeling much happier than when I went in. Although of course that's not hard; I was knock-kneed, trembly-hands terrified before I went in. I always get that way meeting new people, but it cleared up as soon as I met him and saw that he was nice, and not going to blow me off the way the guy did that talked to me about depression my junior year in college.

Anyway. Had to blurb. So back to work for this chica.