girl at large

Ah, Therapy. After an orientation meeting more than a month ago, today was, at last, my first therapy appointment at Kaiser (my health care plan provider–a huge, corporate and unpleasant medical beast).
My goals for Therapy are simple–just want to improve a few key issues, work through my workaholic-ism, and figure out why my libido is kaput.
In reception, I answered a questionaire explaining my complaints and issues. I described the libido issue extensively.
Perhaps I should have done that AFTER learning which therapist I was assigned to! Don't, don't, don't be an ADORABLE, smart, funny man my age. Just don't!
God help me, it's poop soup all over again.