She's a Twit

So - I finally had an appointment with the counselor - and, yup - she's a twit. The only thing she could come up with was "things will get better in time" and "read this book" and "get enough sleep/food/exercise/pleasurable activities."

No shit, Sherlock.

I don't think she knew what to do with a Masters' educated woman who cognitively knows what's going on in her life & the processes through which I must travel, yet has very little emotional capacity to do a damn thing about it.

I'll call back & get another referral - I've even got a good name of someone to whom I should be referred. I just wish...

I don't even know what I wish anymore.

... maybe that I could fast-forward through life? Is that an option?