I feel so stupid:

1) For picking up the phone and answering;

2) For getting dragged / sucked in and not making my excuses & ending the call;

3) For saying I was going for a dyspraxia assessment & hopefully diagnosis (finally, after 25 years), and

4) Being reminded that he really doesn't want me to get medical help for anything and still actively discourages me from getting it.

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He likened going for and getting a dyspraxia assessment & diagnosis to getting a Myers-Briggs Personality Type Indicator - "You'll define yourself by it and be stuck - just like people who define themselves by their MBPTI. You'll have a label that you'll live by for the rest of your life. You'll live in your little pigeon-hole."

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I need those documents and they're at my parents' house. They're not going to be away for some time, so going over and getting them is a no-no. I'm stuck.

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I feel that I've failed.