The Litter Box

~ Thursday, January 20, 2005

So here's Staceyv, back again, asking for help for something she really doesn't need help with. "I cry all the time. Woe is me."

She knows smoking is bad, but instead of quitting, she ramps down.
She knows she needs to exercise, but doesn't want to.
She knows she has glucose intolerances and low blood sugar, but isn't doing what makes it better, IE exercising.
She has irregular, extremely painful periods. Welcome to womanhood.
She has to have the time off for her irregular periods, and this is the only job that accomodates that. Well, yeah, because usually employers want their employees there, you know, to work.

Then we go through what it could be. Could be low blood sugar, could be depression, could be strees, could be Asperger's (it's NOT Aspergers) could be codependancy, could be bipolar, could be she's a fucking nutter.

Go to therapy? Well I don't know if I can afford the $25. ?? $25?? What the hell insurance plan are YOU on as a part time waitress at a Denny's type joint?

She wants to be diagnosed with something because that excuses her whiney behavior.

Ugh.

posted by Nikki B at 5:51:00 PM