I'm tired of life.

October 30, 2017


I tried to get a therapist.  When I told the person doing my intake interview that Taylor Swift knows who I am and publishes music videos attacking me, I was denied treatment.  

That tends to be the response of people who think that those seeking treatment are too mentally ill for them to work with.  

I didn't tell the intake coordinator most of what my life story has been since 2010; the idea that Taylor Swift knows who I am was enough for me to be rejected for counseling.  

Although Ms. Swift is relentlessly vicious and hypocritical, she is the least of my problems.  I can only imagine the response that the counselor would have had to my saying "Terrorists probably hack my phone."  

I have no emotional support for my stress, and haven't, for most of these 7 years of misery.  



Copyright L. Kochman, October 30, 2017 @ 10:20 a.m.

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