Back from therapy. A lot to tell, but in the end the shrink has decided I don't need antidepressant. And that's a relief. I only took them the first time because the only way to progress was dancing to the shrink's tune, and this time because I'd have needed to it again to get the SRS approval. She seems to be more concerned about me needing to study again, and she know I can't concentrate on that.
