[ SECRET POST #3430 ]

[case]

⌈ Secret Post #3430 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

01.
[A Game of Thrones, Brienne of Tarth/Tormund Giantsbane]


__________________________________________________



02.
[Lupita Nyong'o]


__________________________________________________



03.
[Tolkien/Lord of the Rings]


__________________________________________________



04.
[Doctor Thorne miniseries, based on the book by Anthony Trollope]


__________________________________________________



05.
[Top Row (L-R): Orihara Izaya (Durarara!!), Akashi Seijuurou (Kuroko no Basuke), Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Free Cell (Phi Brain), Choromatsu (Osomatsu-san)
Bottom Row (L-R): Satomi Riou (Hakkenden), Kusatsu Kinshirou (Boueibu), Souma Hiroomi (Working!!), Takeda Ittetsu (Haikyuu!!), Natsume Takashi (Natsume Yuujinchou)]


__________________________________________________



06.
[Star Trek: Deep Space Nine]


__________________________________________________



07.
[The Night Manager]


















Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 01 pages, 14 secrets from Secret Submission Post #490.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ], [ 1 2 - posted twice ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Comments

Re: Feelings and Confessions

[(Anonymous)]

One more thing I forgot.

You said: I'd have foiled for disability years ago if I'd actually trust shrinks with my sanity.

Obviously the application process is different for everyone, and I don't want to give bad advice or pain an inaccurate picture of it. But personally, I didn't really have a therapist/psychologist/psychiatrist when I applied for disability. IIRC I went to my GP (who I'd only had as my GP for a couple of months at that point), and she referred me to a psychiatrist, and I had ONE hour-long session with the psychiatrist, where she asked me questions and wrote up a file on me. But ultimately, she was pretty dismissive of almost everything I told her (she seemed to think I was young, able-bodied, and neither suicidal nor hysterical, so I couldn't actually be that mentally ill). Then I got an advocate, and the advocate helped me tremendously with the rest. In the end, the only thing I got from the psychiatrist which actually went into my application package was an official diagnosis, and all it was was Generalized Anxiety Disorder (not particularly adequate or accurate, in my opinion, but whatever).