Brain: Hey! Hey! Remember that asshole therapist from last week?

Me: Just shut up, I don't have time for this bullshit.

Bet if I said I might have ADHD (meaning, I would like to explore this with professional help), he'd just proclaim I don't have ADHD, I just get distracted sometimes and that's totally normal.

Like I apparently also just get sad sometimes and everyone gets sad, because I came into his office while having taken a shower the day before.

Because depressed people don't shower, so if you shower you can't be depressed.

Logic there....

Just something I want to share.

I talked about assuming I might have autism.

Where he then gone onto a rampant about "Dr. Google" talking about comparing symptoms to the worst outcome.

His example having a headache and brain cancer.

To be honest what he did here was telling me, who got diagnosed with brain cancer already, that I don't have brain cancer and just a headache, because I miss some arbitrary symptoms.

Also I don't have bran cancer, just picking his metaphor up.

Also after concluding I can't have autism (based on the symptom catalog alone, because that's all he can do), we moved on to my transness.

Well, I don't have the standard trans story.
I was a boy, because people expected a /growing up kid// to be a boy, so I pretended to be one. I never tried out skirts, as far as I know, but felt more drawn to female role models in films/shows.

Then I made the big mistake after that one.

He asked me if I were attracted to women and I said yes. Back then I was attracted to women

But apparently trans women can't be lesbians, because he later proclaimed that that's an indicator for not being trans and like... what the actual fucking fuck?

later talked about that I was gay between and god I should stop that, because it just makes truscum jump about

Well, later than tried out feminine roles and feminine clothes and it was super rewarding, but that doesn't matter

He then gone on about suggesting that I'm just confused and have to sort stuff out first, like yeah.

You talk to me for 20 minutes, asking some unimportant questions and know more about me than people who intensively talked to me over weeks (he mocked about after, how certain they were, when he apparently knew I'm just confused)

Also mostly writing this down to vent and get it out, because bottling it up isn't healthy

Oh yeah, I also told him that I'm non-binary, where I could see in his face that he had no clue at all what it even is.

Even when I explained it, but I'm not surprised.

Oh and he told me that E makes erections harder (no shit Sherlock, but I know you can go special routes to get them as functional as possible, like low does E)

Like seriously, I know more about this stuff than he does, but he tries to lecture me.

I hope he saw how hard I rolled my eyes at that comment.

We also talked about work after.

I have a big problem about getting my agency taken away from me, it causes lots of stress and anxiety (kinda figured this out while writing this thread)

Where his "answer" was: "You know that's how jobs are? You get told what to do.:

And I was just shocked about that like, No shit Sherlock, I hadn't known. THAT'S MY FUCKING ISSUE I HAVE!!!

Though good thing I found out why I can't hold a job, because of the loss of agency