Moreover, I can't make an appointment and stare at the time and date on my calendar and dread it for weeks.
I can't tell between my anxiety and my allergies if I actually ever felt better or not. I wanted to believe, I wanted so badly for it to work. However, the reality is that allergy season ends for me and it hard to tell if the season ended or if the needles poking and pinching really worked.
What do they say? The cure is worse than the disease? Yup. I'm at that personal realization. I might change my mind in September when my allergies are in full bloom, but until then, I'm staying away from voluntary needles.