Here’s how I imagine my next conversation with my psychiatrist will go.
Me: I’m losing the battle.
Doc: Are you a danger to yourself or others?
Me: No
Doc: Then suck it up fatboy.
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V true! Is certainly the way of things
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Bottom line,
Every time…
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That’s terrible! Has he done this to you before? If so, don’t you think it’s time to get a different pdoc? I know a lot of the have terrible bedside manners, but that’s just disrespectful.
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No they haven’t lol. It’s just when the niceties are taken out that’s what it boils down to. Just an imanginary conversation.
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I always say “ok” when she ask how i’m doing. And I am, compared to when I was trying to kill myself every five seconds but now that I’ve got meds on board and that part is better I want to work on the rest of the symptoms. So I decided to write my pdoc a letter which I will read to her on our next visit. I hope we can start addressing some of this stuff and maybe I can get better enough to go back to work. I’m only 50, if I get better I could easily work another 15 years, maybe more. I hope she doesn’t tell me to “suck it up fat girl”.
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Mine is:
Me: I’m concerned about homelessness
Doc: Well everyone is
Me: But I’m really concerned
Doc: Suck it up buttercup
Doc: You are nothing special as everyone feels this way
Me: ?
But I hear ya. I actually had a psych nurse tell me I was nothing special and all sza folk can work. Interesting she was hardly ever there due to a heart condition.
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I take umbrage with the suck it up fatboy imaginary remark. I’ve seen you state you have 8kg to lose. That’s nothing. I’ve got 12 kg on you tiny!
I have imaginary conversations all the time.
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hi,
funny i have actually hallucinated my psychiatrists and had future convos with them… he he…
sorry probably not really relevant…
Me: (With leg cut off)
Doc: let me get u a cotton ball
Yeah I feel like they really don’t care.
My imaginary conversation quota is through the roof
Gotta throw a lol in there… Yeah mental health docs lack empathy a lot of the time. Keep making it a metaphor to physical health like a broken knee.
It’s deeper than that crap and we can all feel that… apex of disdain for the most unexpected experience in life… effing psychosis and we are just supposed to pretend it isn’t happening… and a whole lot of the time it’s only so the normies can just go about their projected blah blah blahs… the world will become better for us. We are active nodes in an anti-stigmatic network of support. Some days our minds will be freed just because humanity itself understands itself… more betterer… in general.
I occasionally have conversations with my psychiatrist at home. He’s not actually there nor listening. But I talk it out and I feel little bit better. But then I also feel less urge to actually go see him so I put it off 
I might go see him this week. Idk yet. Too worried about driving still. Will see… 