I had a therapist. She is a wonderful person chock full of ADD. I had to break up with her. Unfortunately she and I just couldn’t continue on with our relationship as neither of our needs, okay maybe just mine, were not being met. She didn’t have time for me and I couldn’t cope with the cancelled appointments, lack of communication, and lack of experience with Bipolar.

It was doomed from the beginning. So, I sent her this text:

Her name,

I regret to say this, but I think we are going to have to break up. They say communication is the key to all relationships, and unfortunately we haven’t been having that. So I just thought I would let you know.

Racheal

She did reply, in which, she discreetly said “Thank God you broke up with me so that I didn’t have to bear the guilt of telling you I can’t see you and so you don’t do something bat shit crazy on me”. She might have a point, but I still feel a bit short changed. How dare she just accept my break up and not put up a fight! What the hell? I am totally worth fighting for and she didn’t even put in the least bit of effort to make me feel special. Instead she was just like, oh thank the heavens it’s you doing the breaking up and not me.

Just like that line “It’s me not you” but in reverse. Let’s be real, who wouldn’t want to be my therapist? I explained to her what bipolar is like, assigned her some reading to be more informed and knowledgeable of my condition, and made her laugh. What did she do? Cancelled appointments via text, didn’t attempt to reschedule, and then accepts my break up without even saying “Please don’t leave me!” Who the hell does that?

Tomorrow I get a new therapist and hopefully she appreciates me more than the last one.