Woke up early today due to an unexpected call (kind of expected the call next week instead of today). I had forgotten about the date (well, I can't remember dates now, from birthdays [incl. my own] to present day dates so.. I guess I have been kind of forgetful for sometime now, just a bit more recently. Would end up forgetting things just a couple of seconds ago..) and over to the rendezvous point. I have to attend and report to the drunk-driving committee and give a report about my daily life events, thoughts, actions, work and stuffs, for the past month, once every consecutive month for a period of 2 years (48months, ends on first Sunday of April 2018).
So then after I reported what happened yesterday, they told me that they would advice me to see a shrink (which I politely responded that I had, in the past). I then proceed to decline when they said that they could recommend me one. It was because when the head shrinker talks to you, they get inside your head, mess around, and plant thoughts into you. They'll advice you to do what is best for you, depending on the situation and circumstances. But the problem here is that for it to work, all of them follow the same ground rule. To get better, one has to be willing to help oneself get better. The reason why I stopped seeing the shrink (or psychiatrist if you prefer) was because it wasn't working (I'm to blame for that as I couldn't find any intention of helping myself). Plus the depression meds were making me goofy most of the time. So after a while, that's.. well, stuff happened and that's how I ended up on a hospital bed for 2 weeks (6 days unconscious), 7 days recuperation period.
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