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Your Psychiatrist

i really like my psychiatrist. ive been seeing him for about 12yrs. and hes great. if it wasnt for him i wouldnt be allowed to have my cat, because in my building there are no pets allowed. the only thing that kind of sucked was that i had to try all kinds of different pills and combinations to finally get the right ones that are for me and that help me. he did on one occasion suggest that i go into another program and when i told him i didint feel i needed it, and that i didint want to go he never brought it up again.
 
My last psychiatrist was a pill pusher [exactly what I wanted]. I could say she had me strung out on opiates, relaxed with benzos, helped me get going in the morning with speed, always had me stocked with multiple sleeping pills, added nutrition with prescription vitamins, and whatever other pill I wanted really. She never pushed anti-d's. I saw her for 8 years and had a great relationship with her until I fucked her and checked into rehab. lol just kidding, about the fucking part but I thought it was funny. :D

She was great though, I could bitch about her getting me hooked on more drugs than I originally went to see her to get off of. But the fact remains she did exactly what she said she would help me to do. Get off IV heroin, maintain on ORT, and lighten the transition to no opiates. Eight years is a long time to see a psych once a month, I am sure I paid for one of her BMW's. The best thing was everything was honest and I could tell her EXACTLY what I was doing [using] with no fear of repercussions [i.e getting my scripts cut off]. She went to bat for me for courts/probation officers and hated the court system. I have like a library of PDR's from her dating back to the early 80's and always scored pharmaceutical promo/paraphernalia. She was cool but ultimately I paid her [cash usually] for prescribing me what drugs I wanted in large quantities.

Kinda crazy thinking back on it all. I used to have or I guess I still do in some twisted way fond memories leaving her office, driving across the street to CostCo. and walking out of the pharmacy with a large brown bag of droogs, hundreds and hundreds of pills a month. I still think she might of been using opiates herself but that is whole other story.

Haven't seen her for almost 2 years and 1 year off pills. Feels good.
 
n3ophy7e said:
The only psychiatrist I ever went to, I only ended up seeing him about 4 times because he was such a useless prick. He would see me for only about 15-20 minutes every 2 weeks, and the whole time I was in his office he would crap on about useless bullshit and not even really ask me how I was doing! I was really depressed so he started me on Edronax, and when about a month later I was still feeling depressed he prescribed me an MAOI for fucks sake! That's a bit of a drastic step, dontcha think??

So after that I never went back to see him, and weaned myself off Edronax, never started the Moclobemide and got my head straight on my own 8)

I accept that he was just a really really particularly BAD psychiatrist, and I know there are awesome ones out there. My best friend's psychiatrist has been extremely helpful to her, she wouldn't be sane today if it wasn't for him.


I've had several great psychologists, however :)
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Well in all fairness Moclobemide is a pretty easy MAOI to take compared to say parnate which interacts with well almost everything lol. But ive also heard it doesent work nearly as good as parnate or nardil either.

The shrink you saw sounds alot like the currant shrink i have now. The most i see her is 15-20 minutes eveery 6 weeks or so and i swear she basically shoves me out through the fucking door :! . The stupid bitch often says ok we will keep your meds the same after i show her the burn or cut marks on my arm that i did during a mixed state episode because im not on a high enough dose of my mood stabilizer or anti-psychotic.

Im going to ask the replacement shrink who is taking over for my shrink who is on maternity leave (again in 2 and a half years 8) ) if shel take me on as a permanent patient. She actually seems to listen to me instead of telling me what my probs are and just shoving the same script at me every few months.
 
^^ I'm so glad you've found a good psychiatrist Alice :) Respect is paramount in having a good patient-doctor bond and understanding.

paranoid android said:
Well in all fairness Moclobemide is a pretty easy MAOI to take compared to say parnate which interacts with well almost everything lol. But ive also heard it doesent work nearly as good as parnate or nardil either.

The shrink you saw sounds alot like the currant shrink i have now. The most i see her is 15-20 minutes eveery 6 weeks or so and i swear she basically shoves me out through the fucking door :! . The stupid bitch often says ok we will keep your meds the same after i show her the burn or cut marks on my arm that i did during a mixed state episode because im not on a high enough dose of my mood stabilizer or anti-psychotic.

Im going to ask the replacement shrink who is taking over for my shrink who is on maternity leave (again in 2 and a half years 8) ) if shel take me on as a permanent patient. She actually seems to listen to me instead of telling me what my probs are and just shoving the same script at me every few months.
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Very true re: moclobemide but still, I don't think any MAOIs were necessary at that early stage of treatment! :D

You current shrink sounds ridiculous as well. It makes me wonder about all these psychiatrists people have had bad experiences with....have they simply lost the passion and concern for their work?? Or have they not kept up with current treatment protocols? Why does there seem to be so many useless psychs out there??
 
yeah

this has me fukin hot man


goddamn, i mean my therapist hasn't responded to my calls since late december,,, and its had me laughing to myself wondering wtf is this shit..


i don't doubt what you've said, but its seems so ludicrous that they might, let this MD(?) see your sincerity... then tell her wtf, calmly in reflection.
that persons crazier then you lol, and me lol, combined...
ffs, you're not asking for pain killers because of the wounds, but preemptive measurements!!


i honestly never knew what a rapid cycler i could be, what mixed states were, or that i was living in them until seeing you mention them....
then i got help luckily(?),, i don't know what would of happened to me then,,,, and your insights helped me back then, and so they still do. live it, reciprocate, i was worth it, others have been, and so the fuk are uuuu ya stubborn coont.
 
My current psych is cool because she listens and has an open mind, although I have to say I went in with a open mind and I think this helped since I completely let her lead for the first few sessions. I tried the meds she wanted me to try, they didn't work.

Luckily she was open to trying different things and is very good at cutting through the bullshit. She doesn't force me on the drugs of the moment, she doesn't force me off my Klonopin either even though we both agree I don't want to be on it forever, she realizes the discomfort involved in tapering.

If I research a medication that I think will work for me she takes it seriously and will prescribe it if she agrees with me, if she thinks it will be of no use she explains why simply and efficiently.

She constantly stresses the point that less medication is more and that CBT is what will help the most when I get to that point. I need this because sometimes I'll get too into the drug aspect of everything.

Even though she's a psych she does Therapy too and that has helped me undo a lot of false beliefs I have been holding onto.

The main thing is she prescribes the meds I need (which are schedule 2 and klonopin) and I feel better about my life when I leave.
 
I love my psychiatrist. He is truly an awesome doctor and psychotherapist, is very knowledgeable, respects me, treatment is always a discussion and not "Here, take this pill". He's probably the person I trust the most in this world, which is sad, but I don't really trust anyone.
I went into his office two years ago knowing that I had a long road ahead of me. I didn't know how I felt about being on other medications besides straight up SSRI/SNRIs. I didn't know if I could deal with having a male psychiatrist.
I see him for 45minutes usually every two or three weeks. We do actual talk therapy as well as discuss medication issues. Despite the amount of medicine I'm on, I don't think he over prescribes. It is helping me.
He never forgets who I am, that's unacceptable in my opinion... he will forget details and of course won't know my medical history off the top of his head, but he certainly knows who I am and what techniques help me, and more than just my general history. He also has a fairly small practice and I'm sure this helps - seeing patients for 45 minutes will help with that, instead of seeing 30 patients a day for 5-10 minutes.

Overall, I couldn't be happier with my psychiatrist. I still struggle a lot and I think that will happen despite the best of psychiatric care, in my case. But I truly believe I am lucky to have found my doctor.
 
man.

i called my therapists supervisor finally...
no response from her yet either. i need to go some where else it sorely seems, but iam running out of time with the states quota to stay in compliance...
 
Issue: probably GAD

I've seen my psychiatrist exactly once: approximately two months ago. He's the first psychiatrist I've ever seen. He seemed to be a very friendly and empathetic fatherly figure. I enjoyed the session, we had a nice conversation; fairly straightforward. I discussed my recent medical history, the benzodiazepines that didn't work out, and the sertraline that showed some promise but didn't quite deliver. He encouraged me to give it more time and wrote me a refill for 100mg zoloft per day. I mixed up the date of my next appointment and never bothered to reschedule. The sertraline quelled my anxiety but also my intelligence, self-esteem, and enthusiasm for life. I know enough about this class of drugs to realize it is unlikely that any other SSRI will be devoid of these effects and that there is really no other suitable chemical recourse. I've stopped cold turkey about a month ago.

My psychologist is likewise a very empathetic and friendly individual. I've met with him about every week for the past 3 months. We've had some pleasant discussions, but nothing that has been particularly useful to me. I've struggled to tell him this because I genuinely like him and I feel that he really wants to help.

Unfortunately, even though I'm covered with some of the best health insurance available, I'm stuck with a $40 copayment for each of them per visit. It's obscene considering the familiar chit chat bullshit we invariably engage in each session, completely free of any practical advice whatsoever or even discussion relating to my condition at all.

The anxiety is slowly but surely returning. I'm unemployed and can't seem to find a minimum wage job despite the will to do pretty much anything, a high school diploma, half of a biochem degree, a spotless criminal record, and being a clean-cut white boy. I can't get a fucking job mopping a floor or flipping burgers, I can't get an internship working for free, I can't go back to school until this fall.

I know this is nothing compared to the plight of many others here, and my situation isn't all that bad overall. I guess I just feel like it was a mistake to reach out for help because I'm in a worse position than when I started.
 
My best friend and I (at university) shared the same psychiatrist, and he would often schedule us on the same day then say really weird stuff to both of us. On summer break, he asked me what I was doing and I'm like, "going to south america to study" his response: "Are you just going to do a bunch of cocaine and smoke tons of marijuana?" uh, no not really. The same day, my friend goes. "What are your plans for summer?" I'm going to take my motorcycle across the country looking at law schools to try to find one which fits" his response " Oh, are you just going to take a bunch of LSD?" and he's like, uh, not really.

This dude was a kook, had no idea that we were friends or anything, and he just says this shit to his clients out of nowhere. What a whack job.
 
I've had two psychiatrists and I don't even know how many psychologists/therapists and quite honestly I wasn't incredibly fond of any of them. I felt like I was being talked down to at certain points and I HATE that soft therapist voice they will often use. I don't need that. I figured that I'm here to talk openly and honestly with an adult and don't need to be treated like a child. These things overrode anything positive I gained from any of them. One of them even had me taking eight pills a day at a certain point and although some of them helped majorly, others were not meant for me at all. She was just well known for zombifying people with meds instead of actually talking to them about anything =/
 
My psychiatrist right now is pretty cool. He is a nice guy, doesn't treat me like a junkie (as so many Suboxone providers do), and prescribes me my necessary Adderall despite my history of substance abuse. The only drawback with him is that he is a 9/11 conspiracy theorist... Yeah.

My psychologist, on the other hand, is fucking cool. Like Robin Williams in Good Will Hunting cool. He is totally down with the use of psychedelics therapeutically, as he has had many transformative experiences himself. We relate in a lot of ways, growing up as juvenile delinquent fuck-ups who messed up for a lot of years. Truly the greatest psychologist I can imagine having. You can't be a good psychologist without being truly fucked up in a lot of ways.
 
^^ Man you seriously lucked out!! Hold on to those two therapists for life! :)
 
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My psychiatrist right now is pretty cool. He is a nice guy, doesn't treat me like a junkie (as so many Suboxone providers do), and prescribes me my necessary Adderall despite my history of substance abuse. The only drawback with him is that he is a 9/11 conspiracy theorist... Yeah.

My psychologist, on the other hand, is fucking cool. Like Robin Williams in Good Will Hunting cool. He is totally down with the use of psychedelics therapeutically, as he has had many transformative experiences himself. We relate in a lot of ways, growing up as juvenile delinquent fuck-ups who messed up for a lot of years. Truly the greatest psychologist I can imagine having. You can't be a good psychologist without being truly fucked up in a lot of ways.
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That's awesome! :)
 
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