While Kesh would not say that she had an aversion toward Starfleet counselors, or counseling in general, the experiences she endured while under the microscope of Starfleet Medical following the exposure of her augmented state over two decades ago had not endeared herself to the profession all that well. There are those in the field that genuinely care about their patients, and there are those that seem almost to be there to enjoy judging others. More than one encounter made her want to try to shove the entire department into its own exam chairs to consider how badly it needs to reconsider how it treats those that are deemed ‘unacceptable’.

Near as she is presently aware, those prejudices with augmented individuals have since been expunged, replaced instead by the current intolerance toward synthetic lifeforms, but on-edge remained a valid description for her state when arriving at the Counselor’s office.

Follow formalities, expect the best, steel for the worst, and move forward based on the outcome. These are the directions she has given herself in recent years, and it has worked well thus far.

“Ensign Kesh, reporting for examination, rrrnth.” Right to business after the door shuts behind.