This is my first post here. I was searching for quality information on nitrogen hypoxia, and Letze's posts about it brought me here as a lurker. His departure inspired me to become a member, so I entered the rotating door as he exited. Now looking very closely at SN as an alternative or complement to nitrogen hypoxia. (I have a nice car with comfortable bucket seats. Drive it to some isolated distant location near sundown, sit in the passenger seat, using the safety harness to hold my reclining torso upright, and there's my escape pod...)
Five different psychiatrists have pronounced me "incurable." If and when the United States legalizes psychiatrist administered euthanasia (which would occur during the first term of a Biden/Harris administration, and probably through judicial activism if Trump's reelected), I will instantly qualify for the procedure after having failed on seven of the eight classes of antidepressants (SSRIs, SARI/SMS, NaSSA/TeCA, SNRI, NDRI/SDRI, TCA, AAP/SGA) and ECT for a 45 year long case of MDD. (MAOIs are completely off the table. There is no possibility I will accept or tolerate wearing a Medic Alert bracelet, nor do I have to in order to legally obtain psychiatrist administered euthanasia at this stage.)
25 years of continual psychiatric care has failed me completely. Prior to that, a false rumor that I was suicidal because of failing grades at age 15 got me forced into psychoquackery by some stupid kids in their early 20's masquerading as school psychologists. Well, if you are not suicidal but treated as if you are by incompetent, stupid and greedy or evil psychoquacks, guess what's gonna happen? You guessed it, iatrogenesis!
Currently, all I am using psychiatric services for is the treatment of my lifelong severe congenital obstructive sleep apnea which corrective surgery and positive airway pressure have failed to alleviate. (That's ultimately the one extended value psychiatric prescriber care has brought to my life over the last quarter century, the fact I have been able to obtain sleep for the first time in my life through medication management. My psychiatrists and sleep specialists who have treated me all admit that CQUACK and "sleep hygiene" are quackery, that if there was any validity to the notion of imprinting healthy sleep patterns into the developing human brain, then nobody who grows up going to school in the morning then returning to bed at night at the same time every day would ever suffer sleep disturbances. Incidentally, "The Effortless Sleep Method" by Sasha Stephens, top rated by hundreds of reader reviews, is one of the absolute worst self help books I've ever read, with her simplistically bogus and lazy premise that we all previously had the ability to sleep well at some point in our lives. The respiratory system I was born with is the absolute proof she is WRONG!)
As an amphetamine skinny boy starting at age seven, I was stigmatized as retarded then bullied by my elementary school principal father, first grade, second grade, fourth grade teachers, my grade school principal, and then the other kids were encouraged by these corrupt, evil and incompetent degrees to pick on me in turn, setting the pattern which continued to plague me through the tiny hellhole high school I was subsequently incarcerated in, a pattern which followed me into the workplace until I finally escaped from the job market via disability for my AD/HD. (Years later as a non certified school staffer, I repeatedly witnessed conclusive confirmation of an extremely ugly lesson. The creators of bullying in society are schoolteachers and principals. They teach bullying and labeling to their students who then model that behavior. Left on their own, kids don't instigate bullying. They learn it from degreed adults.) Several times, puny me wound up in the ER needing stitches from being bullied at school. Every time I look in the mirror, I see the scars. (Bigger and stronger girls were often the worst offenders. I am a hard wired straight, but I am a female hating straight. I've never known a diminutive female who was not a playground bully of younger smaller and weaker boys while growing up.)
I did not ask to be born, and I wish I never was. "Hell?" THIS is hell, this inherently evil food chain world.
Here is a membership of the heroic, past, present and future.