In this letter I got from the counsellor who thought I needed more supports in my life was the suggestion that I see a psychiatrist. So the doctor sent a referral to the one she thought that I should see. I had to wait for about a month before I could get in to see him. In the meantime it was suggested that I make an appointment to see a therapist at the mental health clinic. So here I go again. This also turned out to be quite the experience.
I once again made an appointment with the intake counsellor. Just to clarify, there is a mental health clinic in the town where I live but I know almost everyone who works there. For that reason I decided that I would travel to the clinic in the city which is about 80 minutes from where I live. Even though it is in a different location we are all in the same health region. I phoned the clinic and talked to the intake counsellor. He asked a few questions such as where I lived and what I was seeking help for. So I told him where I lived and needed help with the agoraphobia and panic. I didn’t get into to many other details with him. He then proceeded to try to talk me out of coming to the clinic. He told me that I should go to the local clinic particularly since I had agoraphobia. I said that I couldn’t go to the clinic in my town since I knew the office workers and one of the two counsellors that worked there. I also told him that I had been working hard on the agoraphobia and could get to the clinic.
He asked me to give what he said some consideration. I was too taken aback to say much at that moment and so just left it at that. My doctor had left town by this time so I contacted the therapist that I was seeing at the doctor’s office. I explained what had happened and she too was surprised. She told me that I had a right to see a therapist at that clinic. She herself phoned the manager of the clinic. I was thankful that someone finally was helping me through this process. She then said to phone the intake person again and make an appointment. This time I insisted when I phoned and so finally I had an appointment to see him in a months time of course.
Who knew that this process of finding a counsellor could be so hard. But when I look back those two years ago I realize that I was willing on some level to fight for myself.