Wouldn't it be nice?

This morning I had an intake appointment at Ontario County Mental Health. I met with my therapist for the first time. I was incredibly hesitant at first, not to mention I was late because I literally got lost in the damn complex! lol But I was incredibly hesitant at first, I always am when I get to meet a new therapist. I'm always afraid I won't get along with them or be so intimidated that I won't feel comfortable enough to talk. But, I knew this therapist was like a match made in heaven for me, haha! He's not only very eclectic and an artist, but he also totally had a Nightmare Before Christmas clock in his office. But the way he talked to me made me feel so comfortable. The way he formed his words and chose his phrasing really reminded me of the way that Travis talks to me on a daily basis. So I felt so comfortable in talking to him, it wasn't like I was speaking with a therapist, I was just having a casual psychological conversation. So we talked about focusing first on my self-esteem (or my lack there of)and improving that, because that will be the foundation to improving upon everything else. And I 100% agree. And with that, I do know I also have to take care of some other things. Which I tried to do.

After finishing up with my therapist who's name I can't remember, I went over to Department of Social Services, to see if I could get some assistance for well... everything. I went in and just asked about how to go about applying, and they basically just gave me shit. Because I'm only 20, I'm technically by state law my mother's responsibility. However, that just doesn't seem right to be. I can't get assistance because I'm under 21, however, those chicks who are 17 with six kids can get all the help they want? I don't get it. But they were incredibly rude to me, and made me really unhappy. At this point, I'm just trying to figure out whether or not I want to fight and fight and fight to get the assistance I believe I deserve, or if I should just give up and go and just get a part time job. However, I plan on getting a job any way, but I do know I can't work full time and focus on improving myself.

But it's watermelon time, I guess I'm done.