Wound up following one of my screaming atheism videos to an abortion debate video. Let’s just say it was probably literally the worst possible thing for me to stumble into, cranking the anxiety levels to new heights. I actually had to excuse myself to the restroom at work the compulsions and anxiety got so bad. I have become genuinely frightened. The good news is that my father’s doctor, whom he’s known and trusted since before I was born, set up an appointment with me tomorrow (Early and a fairly long drive, but hey.). He can prescribe medication, and supposedly he’ll look into getting me a new therapist. As I will honestly tell him, I’ll have to fucking listen to the therapist this time. Hopefully he can recommend a psychiatrist as opposed to a psychologist who can prescribe as well. I’m very worried that I’m putting too much hope on the medication, but really, I do genuinely think that there’s a chemical imbalance here somewhere. God only fucking knows. This is a step, if nothing else. At this point, I need to do something, or else I’m going to be non-functional.