Hi everybody, I am very new here, I only found this site a week or so back and I first heard of TMS about 3 months ago. Not really sure hoe to do this so I'll start by introducing myself? I'm Nick, I'm 26 years old and I'm from the UK. I have always suffered from a wide range of mental health issues that I have self diagnosed as, GAD, social anxiety, depression and minor OCD. About 6 years ago got pain and inflammation in the tubes into the back of my right testicle. I went to the doctors and was diagnosed with epididymitis and prescribed some antibiotics, it never went, 6 years, multiple treatments, scans and specialists later I still have it, in fact all I've managed to do is turn it into epididymo-orchitis and also pain in my left elbow which flares up at the same time as my testicle, about 3 years ago I made the connection between the pains and my mental health and told my doctor this who said it was an absurd connection and a mere coincidence. Flash forward to finding this site, and reading that it is connected I spoke to my doctor and asked to see a therapist, he refereed me, 12 weeks later being today I see my first therapist... Well, it was very awkward when we went into the room and after a few questions she asked me why I was here and what's up, well I mentioned I suffered from GAD, social anxiety and depression, I also said that I believe I have MBS/TMS and that my right testicle and left elbow swell with stress and that's when things went worse, she said that's not a mental health issue and we won't discuss or treat it here. My anxiety kicked in major here and I felt like the walls were collapsing in on me. I said, well if I treat my mental health issues, this might go away and she replied "it's not a mental health issue. Do you want to continue or end the session?". Well I wanted to continue but I felt like I was going to pass out so I stupidly said I'd leave it and I left like an idiot. I was in there for 8 minutes. It took me longer to park. Now I feel real dumb that I even messed my therapist session up. What the fuck... The worst bit is, I'm not even sure she was a therapist, she said when I went in that I won't see her again, she's just going to decide on treatment, being therapy or meds. I haven't felt like this for years :/ I wish I never went.