How it began

Not too far back in time, around early 2018, I was feeling so sick, weak and alone that I was paranoid. Always feeling scare and insecure, thinking something horrible was about to happen. After months of having that feeling I told my mom what was going on in my mind and took me to a psychologist. 

She was good but not exactly what I was looking for. I still felt like I wasn't able to talk comfortably with her and her advises made me feel kinda stupid. I don´t know, just like friendships and relationships we didn't work good together. 

We keep researching for a good professional in the area until I found my now favorite phycologist, she is truly the best. Since the first appointment I was able to talk about everything... like EVERYTHING! I was able to even talk about the topics I wasn't even able to mention to myself. We did an amazing job together for a few months. 

She diagnose me depression and anxiety, this meant I had to visit a pyquitrist which made me feel scared. I was naive at the time and though this was only for crazy people or for people that had serious illness such a ezquizofrenia, bipolar disorder or any other mental disorders out there. 

First appointment in and she gave a prescription for a pill daily until our next appointment. At the time she said "We´ll see each other once a month" and that was ok with me but now in 2021 I kinda miss her. 

To be continue...