futurebuscatcher
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- Sep 15, 2024
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Okay so here's a rant first before my actual story:
I have lost all respect for the entire branch of psychology. It feels like its all straight morality police.
Seriously a Psych student I know who is near graduation was surprised at the fact that when someone with an eating disorder eats after a while of not having food they can get really sick. It just seems that none of them actually get it or have no actual experience with sick people or extremely depressed ones. They're a cool person but I worry for their future patients especially with somw of the stuff the mention about their view on disorders.
Even the good ones can't actually help cause they're limited by our current system. You cant even open up to them without them sending you away in paper scrubs. You literally cant even say you're sad.
I will say however seeing some of the psychology students on here gives me hope, seeing how they get it and actually want to change the system and fight for the rights of Assisted Suicide.
Now the story:
In my previous rant I told you how my "therapist" just spent the whole time telling me to go outside and exercise (was bedbound). I told her I had suicidal thoughts since I was young and not a minute later she asked me if I wad suicidal. She then sent 7 mental health professionals after me while i was panicking cause I do not want to be locked away. Geez lady. How helpful. Totally didn't make it worse.
Now here's where the story continues:
They tried to send me to IOP which I declined because 1) I'm not stupid you are all gonna lock me away to a Psych ward to be abused 2) it's so far from my home (US citizen) and I'd rack up from crazy fees in oil in gas– not even accounting for traffic. 3) I cannot take 2 weeks off. I literally cant because of my situation.
Then my follow up appointment, one of the psychs that supply my medicine literally was like "seems you don't want to get better" when I said I cant do that he kept saying I was overworking and needed a break. I told him I can't take a break and he just started questioning me and assuming shit about me. I am here to become better not worse. There's effort here. I'm no refusing help I can't take the stuff your providing
Of course I need a break I know I do. But I can't not cook or grocery stop or stop work or school to pay the bills. I can't stop. Why dont they get this? They always act so high and mighty holier than thou when you don't align with them.
Keeps trying to switch my meds like that will fix me. It's almost likes he's looking for a cure. "It gets better" but I've been told that since I was fucking 12.
I'm honestly thinking to just quit and even go off my meds or find another way to get them so I can stop with these damned appointments where I just get berated and talked down to. What's the point of going to a professional for help if I have to lie. How many professional have I gone to at this point just for them to make things worse? Can't even rely on friends either. It's clear they don't care.
I'm still debating my suicide prep plan from my previous post– to cancel all Psychology appointments and stop taking my meds cause it's clear none are helping.
I hope if I do it as I spiral it will finally make me reach my breaking point. I've said I've been wanting to test my method this month but have just been so fuckung exhausted to. Can barely even finish my note.
My fear is being sent away to one of the places filled with nurses on power trips.
People I open up to just judge me or laugh at me.
Idk if I'm overreacting of of this is coherent I'm just so tired.
I have lost all respect for the entire branch of psychology. It feels like its all straight morality police.
Seriously a Psych student I know who is near graduation was surprised at the fact that when someone with an eating disorder eats after a while of not having food they can get really sick. It just seems that none of them actually get it or have no actual experience with sick people or extremely depressed ones. They're a cool person but I worry for their future patients especially with somw of the stuff the mention about their view on disorders.
Even the good ones can't actually help cause they're limited by our current system. You cant even open up to them without them sending you away in paper scrubs. You literally cant even say you're sad.
I will say however seeing some of the psychology students on here gives me hope, seeing how they get it and actually want to change the system and fight for the rights of Assisted Suicide.
Now the story:
In my previous rant I told you how my "therapist" just spent the whole time telling me to go outside and exercise (was bedbound). I told her I had suicidal thoughts since I was young and not a minute later she asked me if I wad suicidal. She then sent 7 mental health professionals after me while i was panicking cause I do not want to be locked away. Geez lady. How helpful. Totally didn't make it worse.
Now here's where the story continues:
They tried to send me to IOP which I declined because 1) I'm not stupid you are all gonna lock me away to a Psych ward to be abused 2) it's so far from my home (US citizen) and I'd rack up from crazy fees in oil in gas– not even accounting for traffic. 3) I cannot take 2 weeks off. I literally cant because of my situation.
Then my follow up appointment, one of the psychs that supply my medicine literally was like "seems you don't want to get better" when I said I cant do that he kept saying I was overworking and needed a break. I told him I can't take a break and he just started questioning me and assuming shit about me. I am here to become better not worse. There's effort here. I'm no refusing help I can't take the stuff your providing
Of course I need a break I know I do. But I can't not cook or grocery stop or stop work or school to pay the bills. I can't stop. Why dont they get this? They always act so high and mighty holier than thou when you don't align with them.
Keeps trying to switch my meds like that will fix me. It's almost likes he's looking for a cure. "It gets better" but I've been told that since I was fucking 12.
I'm honestly thinking to just quit and even go off my meds or find another way to get them so I can stop with these damned appointments where I just get berated and talked down to. What's the point of going to a professional for help if I have to lie. How many professional have I gone to at this point just for them to make things worse? Can't even rely on friends either. It's clear they don't care.
I'm still debating my suicide prep plan from my previous post– to cancel all Psychology appointments and stop taking my meds cause it's clear none are helping.
I hope if I do it as I spiral it will finally make me reach my breaking point. I've said I've been wanting to test my method this month but have just been so fuckung exhausted to. Can barely even finish my note.
My fear is being sent away to one of the places filled with nurses on power trips.
People I open up to just judge me or laugh at me.
Idk if I'm overreacting of of this is coherent I'm just so tired.