While I was sending out SOS messages to various psychologists in the area, I found a man who actually wanted to help me.
The sad thing is that with his help I've discovered that I'm woefully inadequate. To be what I want to be when I grow up. That is, my program doesn't even scratch the surface. I'd basically have to start over again if I really wanted to go down that road.
I'd happily stay in school for the rest of my life if I could afford it, but I can't. Shawn's said we can sell the house if I want to go to school full time, but I think we'd be nuts to do that. I don't know why he'd even say such a thing.
So maybe I'm going to be a timetable sorter after all.
I still have Thursday's meeting to look forward to. Maybe I'll learn something helpful instead of discouraging this time.
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