Called a psychologist who accepts my insurance. He asks me what my deal is so I tell him I'm moving practices to a place that is more convenient and accepts insurance. I tell him I have BPD and problems with self esteem and would like to know the cancellation period (no mention of other therapists, just in case I can't make it, mind you). Here's the whopper:

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This tiny dicked fucker hears "BPD" and "cancellation period" and immediately his tone changes, and he speaks harshly to me,  to "come back when you're not shopping for therapists like BPD people do. You know, come back to me when you're deciding to get help instead of looking around for someone, I have a very long waiting list, etc. (Then why is he accepting new patients...?)" I said " Uh YEAH, I want to shop around to see if I fit with who I'm seeing and so I don't have a therapist that enables me," but he kept going on about how BPD probably just means I'm looking for validation. I should have told him that I don't want his business and that he should eat shit, as I specified in my introduction I was looking for someone NOT to validate my problems and for someone to help me with this condition by calling me out. He thinks I want to go SHOPPING for THERAPISTS as if I want someone to tell me everything I do is OK and BPD isn't my PROBLEM? I start crying instead of cussing him the fuck out. 

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One of these days I'll turn into one mouthy son of a bitch but until I grow a goddamn backbone to tell a shitty fucker who calls himself a "health practitioner" I have to pathetically cry a little before hanging up the phone. 