Went to counseling today, was super excited.
Showed up 5 minutes early, even. (4:55)
By 5:15 someone asked me if I’d checked in. I was like yep.
My counselor was no where to be found. Apparently my appointment didn’t even get scheduled.
The on-call lady at the time let me talk to her because I was about to snap or cry or some bullshit like that. I almost did start crying, even as I was talking to her, but managed to contain myself.
She talked to me for about a half hour. Rescheduled me with my original advisor for 10am tomorrow and made me promise to eat tonight.
My family isn’t there for me. My boyfriend is only there for me when he feels like it. I’m a burden to my friends. Even my counselor, who is the one person who’s job it is for me to go to, isn’t fucking there for me.
Great life.
