Love her yowling about how nobody in her family cares about her opinions because she's seen as "The crazy one." Yeah, because see, a woman who believes that she is a sleek male panther trapped inside the body of a grotesquely obese female human with a blue mohawk (I think she recently said that's her hairstyle) and seeks money to undergo ghastly modification surgery to try and help her change into that form, that TOTALLY sounds like someone of sound mind who can be trusted to make good calls on subjects!
Gotta also love how for the umpteenth time, she whines about how she heard that there's a rehab center run by EEEEEVIIIIIL fundy Christians who forcibly confiscate patients' medication just to be mean. Never mind that both her well- established severe mental illness and her equally well- established bigotry against anything even remotely Christian in nature, not to mention the fact that she's just parroting what someone else told her that place was like without actually going there herself, prevent her from being a remotely reliable source on such matters. We here at the Cave did an awesome job ripping apart her absurd accusations.
I wonder about this therapist that she likes so much, it looks like she found one that will say what she wants to hear instead of trying to actually help her.
DINGDINGDINGDINGDING! We have a winner!
The subwaykitty's typical pattern regarding therapists is to stick by one only as long as he or she does nothing more than listen to her insane ravings, tell her exactly what she wants to hear, and fill out her prescriptions. The very instant that the therapist in question suggests that some changes in her lifestyle might help improve her mental state, she storms out in a rage, finds a new therapist, and the process starts all over again.
