She legit triggered a panic attack just now with the effing mask/vaccine thing. I immediately started breathing heavy, face got red, heart racing/pounding.

While in the exam room that was 45 minutes away...to follow up on my awesome blood work because i lost almost 100 pounds since 4/2020. She had asked me to pull my mask up over my nose...even though she knows i hate it and have been suffering with anxiety.

I said, uh, no....took it off....threw on the ground....said it was disgusting and i dont want bacterial pneumonia. I also can tell that i need dental work....trying to lighten the mood.

I sat down and took deep breaths while my chest & chin were literally shaking as i held back crying, but tears still came down my face.

I very gently let her have it....she never learned about masks in med school...the longer we comply blah blah blah. She is still a zombie. When we were done, she said i still needed a mask to leave the building, said she wasn’t comfortable in the same room with me, then got up to get me a mask. Im all...wow, thats effed up.

Hey doc! Were you TRYING to make a grown woman cry? Oh, and i did have a traumatic weekend...that i had just shared with her. I did not go to that visit for anxiety...that shit is under control. I was there to talk to someone i trusted to keep me on track, see my “friend”, get my results, and talk about how else i can improve.

She is NOT my doctor anymore....after 20 years

That kind of energy will not help me heal...what a shame 🤷🏻‍♀️