Fuck both of those doctors.
Cordelia ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yikes, so many things!
Teppy, I am LIVID about what happened with Tim's dad. WTAF.
~ma for askye and your family — that's a lot.
YAY to Buffista sprig getting vaccinated!
FUUUCK crappy doctors.
I made the mistake of listening to today's NPR Politics Podcast, where veteran journalists I trust a lot basically said if the Dems don't pull their heads out of their asses and do something about voting rights (and especially people running for Secretary of State in multiple states who say they would not have certified the 2020 election), we are in serious danger of facing the end of democracy in this country. Scared the shit out of me. Between that, the fact 26 states are passing laws to restrict teaching "controversial" topics, and the near-constant dread I feel about the climate crisis and powerful people who are doing fuckall to stop it, I've been having a bit of an existential crisis lately.
He really was the worst. He also thought I was drug seeking because I begged him for help when I couldn't sleep due to the very high amounts of Buproprion (Wellbutrin) he put me on. I just remember being so tired and so frustrated, and he's all, "well, take more walks" while I was sobbing in his office. I just wanted to be able to sleep.
Between that, the fact 26 states are passing laws to restrict teaching "controversial" topics, and the near-constant dread I feel about the climate crisis and powerful people who are doing fuckall to stop it, I've been having a bit of an existential crisis lately.
Yes, all the time, every day.
If anyone wants to read a compelling blog about why high school journalists need to start reporting on the laws being passed, check out this piece by my friend and mentor: [link]
I have a wonderful NP who prescribes my psych meds and didn’t treat me like a drug seeker when I told her I needed to go back on ADD meds. I’ve only ever had phone sessions with her, but I am finally on a combination of meds that work. A psychiatrist I used to see was horrible. I cried and cried about not being able to sleep on the meds he had me on, cymbalta I think, Which also weren’t helping and he would not change them.
If anyone wants to read a compelling blog about why high school journalists need to start reporting on the laws being passed, check out this piece by my friend and mentor
If anything gives me hope for the future it is the increased activism I see among young people. And yes, there is nothing more important than stopping the voting restriction efforts and gerrymandering.
It is so discouraging to read the bad therapist recollections. You deserve the awesome caretakers, not the damaging variety.
The psychiatrist I saw who said "you don't have bipolar disorder, you have PTSD" was right but he was also an ass, made me cry, and I had anxiety attacks about seeing him. He was one of the only psychiatrists in the Burlington, VT area who was taking patients ...and his attitude is pretty much why.
IJWTS I am in email correspondence with someone named Sam Pace and her email address is therefore space@company.com and I am pretty jealous of how cool that is. Although I do still like my skart userid, it's no space
One of our staff people has the email address fyi-at-organization ... he gets a LOT of spam.
When I was a kid, and going through some very rough times, I got assigned to an old fashioned Freudian, who insisted my problem was that I hadn't accepted my female role (and the restrictions). I was stuck until my parents decided that enough was enough and yanked me away.
When I was in my teens and my mother's father - who lived with us - was physically and emotionally abusing me, my mother insisted that I was crazy, he'd never do any of that and hauled me off to a therapist. I'm pretty sure that she expected to be confirmed and could be justified in having me institutionalized ... only the therapist said that what I was describing was consistent with senile paranoia and that I was not the problem. sigh ....