Give me strength - disappointed in the NHS, again

Today star off quite well actually. Slept well, felt like shit before I went to bed, but woke up feeling motivate. I went to bluewater to sit in Costa and finish the plan for my third book “From Relapse to Redemption“. I successfully finished planning each chapter so I’m looking forward to starting that. However my motivation was put to a stop when my Mum spoke with my care co-ordinator. I was supposed to start psychotherapy at the end of this month but it turns out I could be waiting another 18 fucking weeks! I mean it’s not my care co-ordinator’s fault but it’s a joke. I know I can’t foresee the future but I can’t stand not knowing things. I mean thats what causes anxiety right!? Since my relapse the NHS have been good, mostly, with my care but this is just another thing that makes me lose faith in the system. My care co-ordinator is actually good at her job and genuinely cares so I feel sorry for being in that position. I just wish the process was more concrete and quicker. What about my needs now though?