Instead we talked about regulation and socialising and stuff. Making it so that talking to people takes less spoons and results in less fight-or-flight reactions.
Also though I got complimented for being "very good at social recripocity" and "such great word choice." "Excellent vocabulary", even. I am uncertain as to whether this stems from my tumblr brainrot or my tenuous grasp of Historical & Dialectical Materialism, unusual thing.
The thrust I guess is that all signs tell me I'm the best to ever do it and I must continue to do it 
It is weirdly specific, huh. Of course I took it at face value, also being autistic and a recurring recipient of the Fell For It Again Award. 
Psychologist doesn't seem like bad people, but what the hell do I know, right?