I love the couch. It’s comfortable, and I can put my hands on my belly, on the regions where it aches when I tell stuff. I notice when I start to get tense and can relax easily.
Yea, couch is cool.

Doc is cool, too. 3 weeks ago I missed my appointment, coz my bike was broken, and I totally plain forgot about that. Ride to Doc’s is 10 minutes, and 15 minutes before the date I left my flat to find – no bike! Bike is at the garage, waiting for repair!

ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!

No bus going there, no money for a taxi, walking would take too long. So I call him and tell his answering machine that I’m not coming.
I felt so depressed, I really wanted to go, poor lill stupid chaotic unorganised Vetch, totally typical!
Sigh. I had invited Sarge, God of Arsemoving, for cleaning my flat, so perhaps his influence was at work, too. Instead of couching I cleaned my flat and wrote some job applications which were overdue.

But I was very worried, coz when you miss a session you gotta pay it out of your own pocket. And I take it that a shrink session is not cheap…
BUT
next session he said, nah, regarding my financial situation he is not charging me (I’m sure he’ll get the money from the health insurance, though). Oh phew!