Today, though, I joined his ranks. He underwent psychological evaluations last year as part of his masters program. I underwent psychological evaluations yesterday to figure out what, if anything, I can do to help my brain.
I really like the shrink. He was recommend by my doctor and he's really easy to talk to - something like Jeff Bridges' inflections meet Edward Hermann's manner of speech combined with a benevolent older professor with a bow tie and funny socks.
I can't decide whether it'll be nice good or bad to know the ins and outs of my crazy. Part of why I put off the eval for more than a year is because of insurance, but I might also be a little nervous to find out just how permanent the damage is. You know how there's someone older in your life - a parent maybe - who sometimes refers to his/her youth with 'when I was your age, I could remember anything, and now I don't even know where my feet are'? Yeah, that's me, now. And I'm 25.
I get the results back in a couple of weeks.