I drew the CREATURE that ruined two of my days. So, going back to the fact that I’m currently in a psych ward: I have therapy sessions here almost every day. They assigned me a therapist who speaks Russian because apparently that’s better than using a translator. Well, turns out he’s not great… He kept pressuring me, interrupting me, and concluded that I’m a masochist. And in the end, when I directly told him I felt awful, he said it’s just because I don’t want to accept his help. They’ll replace him tomorrow, thankfully. But today, he decided to talk to me again and lied to my supervisor, saying my panic attack wasn’t his fault but because we talked about my mom. Honestly, disgusting guy. Ugh.