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I just don't feel cheerful-I'm tired, I feel ill all the time. : / And I ain't telling my mom~growls~ First thing she says is time to put me back on my meds which really are a pain an its not always the damn not taking pills but she acts like it is an ~snarls~ >.<

I want to cry. I want to curl into a ball. I just want to feel happyish again. If I'm like this on Wed. ..I don't think I want to go meet Carney Wilson I'm feeling that horrid. u.u

Friends are supportive an very nice but only helps abit. I'm starting to just want to lay down an sleep, just hide from everyone. Todays was lazy, muggy. And I wanted to cry all the time x.x Life is stressful, I have thingers/issues yes. I'll take my meds tonight an see if it helps. If not something else needs to be done like go see that blasted Psychaitrist. ~mrrs abit an curls in comp chair~

Sometimes I hate being me. u.u I don't even know why I feel bad! X.X

Totally random post yes sorry if ya get confused :/ Days like this I wish I was small so I could be held or something.

Date: 2005-01-24 03:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stormr-d.livejournal.com
Nothing is-I talk to one every thrursday. She's a doll. The one I'm talking about I see once a year. Ya see all he does is give me meds -.-; I've once just sat there not speaking to him for the time an then he prescribes me medication-when I didn' even say anything to give him an idea about a prognosis x.c

So I talk to him now an he jsut keeps switching my meds or adding more an my meds make me feel all icky :/

I've had more hard times then someone my age should. I've seen my own mother nearly die infront of me an suffered nightterror's for two years. When you see yourself an see things you DIDN't see if when you worry ^-~;;

I'm sorry to hear about your stress however :/ tis not fun.

I'm not ashamed of it-quite the contrary. I know it's foolish to muddle along on my own but its hard to talk to someone you barely trust. c.c

Date: 2005-01-24 06:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] moonbeamsfanfic.livejournal.com
Ya see all he does is give me meds...

Then he's a quack. Do yourself a favor and STOP GOING TO HIM! And if you don't want to, you don't have to take the medication he prescribes. It's your body and your mind -- you get some say in its care too, you know. (Though I strongly recommend you wean off gradually, because going cold turkey can be very dangerous.)

::growls:: Nothing pisses me off more than careless doctors who think medication is the answer to everything. Hell, half of those psych drugs are addictive -- and almost all of them are just crutches. They don't help solve the problem, they merely make you not notice or care about it. Sure, sometimes someone actually has a chemical imbalance that needs to be leveled of before they can even begin to work through their problems... but that's not everyone. For many more, it might be harder to cope without meds, but in the long term it is better for them. The meds were created as an aide to treatment, not as the treatment itself! Only the pharmaceutical companies benefit from a dependence on them.

Trust is integral to succesful psychotherapy. My mother went to three shrinks before she found one she was comfortable with. The first one wanted to drug her to the gills like your asshole, but since one of the factors which triggered her problems was an overdose of prescription drugs because of her family doctor's incompetence, she was sensibly leary of putting any more foreign chemicals into her weakened body. The second psychiatrist thought she was a suicide risk and wanted her committed. She raised her eyebrow and told him that if she hadn't killed herself in the fifty years previous of dealing with her issues, she wasn't about to now.

The third shrink knew how to listen... which was exactly what my mother needed to get better. It took three years, granted, but my mother is healthier than she's ever been. And she did it all WITHOUT drugs!

Date: 2005-01-24 08:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stormr-d.livejournal.com
He's 'okay' he listens well- if I decide to talk but I'm just leery of him.(He talks to my mom after I talk to him telling her everything x.x) His meds he prescribes aren't to bad-but eh. I used to take 8 pills a night for all my disorders ADD, Bipolar, Depression. I know I don't have to-hence I state I'm not comfortable with it. THat I thank him for-he doens't push it an I get my way.

He's gotten better I thinks. But yeah my mum an I talked~knew I was going to break down an do it~ Ill feeling an such-because of my medical/physical disorders. So I don't have to go. Thankfully. I'm just tired of meds so I don't take em any more. Comes in handy now that I physically can't for awhile~points at stomach~((Going cold turkey is VERY dangerous-especially if the doses are high)


Now THOSE shrinks need help O.O; Mine isn't that bad he just I dunno o.o; So far me been doin okay without drugs so me happier.

Storm
(~mind muggy an feeling like theres cotton there instead of a brain~)

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