Anyways, I went back again today. Yeah, I know, not the smartest idea maybe. But fact is that I was on the verge of losing it, and since my wife didn't need her appointment she handed it over to me. Turns out that woman still doesn't like me and I still felt like I wanted to crawl under a rock and hide while I was in there. It's really not good if you don't get along with your psych-lady. And since she's also treating my wife she said some bullshit about not wanting to treat both parts of a couple. I told her that we both go to our respective therapists when we have couple issues but she was adamant. I think she just needed a reason other than "I don't fucking like you". She gave me the name of a psychiatrist who she thinks might be a good fit for me. And in fact, a friend of mine goes to him and this friend is basically my sister from another mother so I think he might actually be the right doctor for me too.
Fortunately, she also prescribed some anti-depressants of which I have now taken the first half pill. And now we wait.