Momma had routine follow-up with her regular doc who recommended another place to try. Same story. call our stranger on the intake line. Momma got a recommendation from a shrink friend. No new patients. So after crying all morning, Momma got her act together and called to speak to the intake person at the first place. the secretary wouldn't even put her through to the intake person without insurance details and then wanting to know what it was about to which secretary read a script "there is a 4-6 week minimum wait for all of our counselors. if you feel like you might not want to live any more you should dial 911.........." Momma hung up
Momma cried in front of friends. Momma finally told everyone who would listen the problem. Momma might as well have admitted to having leprosy.
Momma feels better now, but suspects that is due to not having to try and seek help for two days because offices are closed. What is wrong with this picture?