Today, my mother threw a fit because the psychologist she got me suggested I visit a psychiatrist. Apparently, it's my fault because I "choose" to be so "crazy". FML
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Dead leaves, the first cold of the season and an umbrella flipped inside out: fall, the season of grace.
Today, my mom read my diary. Then she frantically booked me an appointment with a psychiatrist. FML
Today, I finally convinced my mum to take me to a psychologist. As soon as he sat me down and asked me how I was doing, my mum burst into tears and went on a rant about how her life is terrible and she regrets everything. I was asked to sit in the waiting room. She used up my whole hour. FML
Today, my father forced me to go to therapy, then dumped out everything I made there into our sink. Apparently, I'm "not a batshit crazy psycho who needed to go to therapy." FML
Today, going to my psychiatrist's appointment for my PTSD and depression, my mother yelled about how useless I am and how I torture her existence with my "abnormalities." She told the doctor how much I've improved and become such a delight at home for her and our family. FML
Today, my shrink diagnosed me as severely depressive, due to a lot of stress and yells at home. After the session, my parents argued about whose fault it was and then went on to yell at me for being depressive and wasting their money. FML
Today, my mom got pissed off at my doctor and called him a quack. She did this because he reassured her that I don't show any signs of the mental retardation that she's convinced herself I must have. FML
Today, my mum wants me to see a psychologist because I've been acting strange lately. If by "strange" she means "not wanting to die any more", then sure. But thanks, I could've used that psychologist 3 years ago when I asked for one. FML
Today, my mom found out I’m in therapy and took it as an insult, like therapy was a criticism of her parenting. Um, maybe if she hadn’t spent my childhood telling me and everyone in our family that having me was an accident, that I’ve been a huge burden, and that she should have aborted me. FML
Today, I was invited to a counseling group for people with emotional problems. I brought the permission slip home for my mom to sign, only for her to accuse me of being a hypochondriacal, lazy, selfish bitch. And my friends wonder why I have problems. FML
Today, my mom called me crazy and told me she wanted to put me in a mental hospital. She did this after repeatedly hitting me with a shoe. Why? Because I forgot to put the cap back on the toothpaste. FML
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NPDclusterBaware 8
That honestly sucks.
RichardPencil 32
Well, psychiatrists are a lot more expensive and can prescribe expensive meds. Your mom probably hoped you’d play ball with the psychologist and see if you could fix your problems more economically.
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RichardPencil 32
Well, psychiatrists are a lot more expensive and can prescribe expensive meds. Your mom probably hoped you’d play ball with the psychologist and see if you could fix your problems more economically.
IHaveThePower 18
The day you can solve chemical problems with therapy is the day the moon transmutes into blue cheese.
NPDclusterBaware 8
That honestly sucks.
alycion 39
If a psychologist feels meds are needed as part of the treatment part, they probably are. And I’m truly sorry that you aren’t getting the support you need. Adjustment to meds can be tough and it can take a few tries to find the right one, so understanding is needed. It’s worth the hassle in the end of the adjustment and merry go round of meds to find the right one though. When I was still living at home and needed help, the doctors swore kids didn’t get depressed or suffer from bipolar and it took until I was 21 to get proper help. Hang in there.
Maks Lesniewski 7
Bad luck, that you have such a non-supportive mother. Good luck with your treatment. Sending my love.