I completely agreeYoshisummons said:
OT: I've been through a lot but I've always been really good at keeping calm and dealing with my problems, plus my problems were never from home.
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OT: I've been through a lot but I've always been really good at keeping calm and dealing with my problems, plus my problems were never from home.
No, but I probably should get somebody to professionally diagnose that lovely case of schizoid personality disorder I've (presumably) have. That or pills. I love me some pills...
No, no offence taken, it does feel aboslutely horrible while I do have it...but I LIKE having it because then I know I want her around me, that I want her in my life, and even though I can think some horrible things, I do care.Biosophilogical said:
Plus if it turns out to be right, it shouldn't hurt as much, which is a bonus...I suppose.
As I said in my post: was recommended to see them and take medication and I've lost faith in the medical system, so that's a fair enough reason in my book...if I could go back, I'd probably try the shrinks again, but avoid the meds.
Both.
Psychologists are nice for helping you work out issues, especially if you can't talk about your problems with anyone else. Their effectiveness tends to dull over time, but don't let that stop you from seeing one. They're good at making life a little less hell-ish when you need it to. Great for accelerating understanding of world, self, etc.
Psychiatrists are all about the medicine, which not too many people really need. All it did for me was make me more self-conscious about depression... which for the record, didn't help. People with chemical deficiencies need medicine, for anyone else, medicine has a placebo effect at best.
Stopped seeing both in the end, didn't need medicine since it was more of a cognitive problem, and I had run out of crap to tell my psychologist. Didn't help anymore, so I just stopped. Psychologists have given me good ways to keep a good cognitive mentality, and although things aren't perfect, they've improved.
But I think what really matters most is just feeling loved. At least, for someone who keeps getting depressed by poor cognitive mentality. Love and other good feelings keep rumination in check.
Psychologists are nice for helping you work out issues, especially if you can't talk about your problems with anyone else. Their effectiveness tends to dull over time, but don't let that stop you from seeing one. They're good at making life a little less hell-ish when you need it to. Great for accelerating understanding of world, self, etc.
Psychiatrists are all about the medicine, which not too many people really need. All it did for me was make me more self-conscious about depression... which for the record, didn't help. People with chemical deficiencies need medicine, for anyone else, medicine has a placebo effect at best.
Stopped seeing both in the end, didn't need medicine since it was more of a cognitive problem, and I had run out of crap to tell my psychologist. Didn't help anymore, so I just stopped. Psychologists have given me good ways to keep a good cognitive mentality, and although things aren't perfect, they've improved.
But I think what really matters most is just feeling loved. At least, for someone who keeps getting depressed by poor cognitive mentality. Love and other good feelings keep rumination in check.
I went to a psychiatrist for...eight years or so. I turned 18 so I couldn't see my normal therapist, and then was recommended to someone who really shouldn't have chosen that particular career field and stopped going about two years ago.
I started going when I was twelve years old because I was being bullied really badly and my parents felt it was best I get help since the bullying was starting to adversely affect me. >_>
I started going when I was twelve years old because I was being bullied really badly and my parents felt it was best I get help since the bullying was starting to adversely affect me. >_>
Well, my friend's mother is a psychiatrist, and we raided her office for supplies for a bottle drive. Does that count?
WAIT! Dang, I voted wrong.
I had to see a psychiatrist in grade one because I was incredibly odd and misfit. Turns out I have Tourette's Syndrome.
WAIT! Dang, I voted wrong.
I had to see a psychiatrist in grade one because I was incredibly odd and misfit. Turns out I have Tourette's Syndrome.
Twice, I was ordered by law to see mental health professionals. I think one was a psychologist, and the other a psychiatrist.
First was when I was much younger, so I don't remember much. A lot of around that age is blanked out or replaced with memories that never happened.
I do remember that the stupid ***** led me into saying the most ridiculous shit about my mum, though. Not sure why.
I think my dad might have been bribing her. It certainly wouldn't be the only person he had in his pocket.
Second time was after I played a fun game of russian roulette with a bunch of pills. I was ordered to see a psychiatrist or be locked away in a mental health ward for my own safety. I was bounced around a bit for being uncooperative (i.e. snarking the fuck out of the lot of them), but eventually I realised it would go away faster if I just pretended I was a delightful chap who was skippy all day every day.
It worked, and I was released from my obligation. I essentially bluffed my way out of a court order.
It felt pretty cool.
First was when I was much younger, so I don't remember much. A lot of around that age is blanked out or replaced with memories that never happened.
I do remember that the stupid ***** led me into saying the most ridiculous shit about my mum, though. Not sure why.
I think my dad might have been bribing her. It certainly wouldn't be the only person he had in his pocket.
Second time was after I played a fun game of russian roulette with a bunch of pills. I was ordered to see a psychiatrist or be locked away in a mental health ward for my own safety. I was bounced around a bit for being uncooperative (i.e. snarking the fuck out of the lot of them), but eventually I realised it would go away faster if I just pretended I was a delightful chap who was skippy all day every day.
It worked, and I was released from my obligation. I essentially bluffed my way out of a court order.
It felt pretty cool.
no, i hate the whole idea of it, im not one to express emotions, some may say i am insecure but i say that i am just apathetic. Its kind of ironic tho because my twin brother is going to school for psychology.
I used to, a few years back in Elementary school. I'm not sure if it was a psychologist though... It may have just been a therapist.
ive been to therapy a lot over the course of my life and not because im particularly fucked up, but because my parents recognized that our family needed working on and we were all too trapped in our own heads to know how to deal with it.
I think therapy breeds true self awareness and everyone can use a dose of that. But remember, therapist are people too-if they're good, they'll know their biases and strive to force that out and keep it strictly clinical, which is the best. If they're terrible, then they are just preaching what they read in school without understanding it on a personal level. You have to go through therapists and find which one is right for you.
I think therapy breeds true self awareness and everyone can use a dose of that. But remember, therapist are people too-if they're good, they'll know their biases and strive to force that out and keep it strictly clinical, which is the best. If they're terrible, then they are just preaching what they read in school without understanding it on a personal level. You have to go through therapists and find which one is right for you.
