How do you talk to a shrink?

I'm totally serious. I like my shrink - but I can't really talk to her.

I have my third visit this coming Monday, and I'm thinking I'm just going to have to tell her that I suspect the therapy part of our relationship isn't working out too well. I mean, I don't know what to say to her and she evidently doesn't know what to ask just yet and...well, she doesn't let me ramble. She keeps trying to pin me down to answer in declarative sentences or changes the topic when I start going on. And I can't stand that! I'm a rambler. It's what I do - it's just how I talk. Partly because I always feel I have to explain myself. People don't get me, and I know I don't get them, so I feel like further explanation is required for proper communication.

And honestly, part of my over-all problem too is that while the little pink pills help my emotional state, they do nothing for my existential crisis. I still have no idea how other people live on a day to day basis without feeling useless, bored, and defeated.

Tomorrow I get to go to work for a meeting for my department. The entire department is being called in, and I'm like 99% sure I'm not the one really in trouble, but I'm still freaking a little bit about it. I hate that feeling of being called in to the principle's office. And the thing is, this is a part time job that actually doesn't even require a college degree. It is, really, a job that's technically below me. And yet I'm that scared of losing it. Because I loathe job-hunting and the humiliation it causes. But also because there's very, very few places I can fit in well enough to work on a regular basis. My personality and emotional issues kinda close a lot of doors for me, and I don't even understand the problems enough to find a way to fix them.

Which is why I'm seeing a shrink. Christ. Not to make too blunt a point about it, but I still think a cyanide pill would be easier. Anyone know if they still make those things?