God has changed me in ways that make my psychiatric problems…not so terrible. I got saved with bad brain damage etc and now I somehow have a high iq estimate…
And psych problems that respond well to standard treatment.
I have BPD. (Borderline personality disorder) I hate it. It makes mountains out of molehills and destroys everything in its path, both myself and those close to me. It causes me to form unhealthy levels of obsession over other people.
I am doing better. I bought a workbook for improving symptoms and problem behaviors. I listen to worship music when depression or an episode hits.
The labels seem to vary from psychiatrist to psychiatrist. One I had said I had severe bipolar I and to take a mood drug that kind of helps mania but mostly depression and avoid antidepressants. Now a shrink wants to cut back the mood drug and add an antidepressant?
I’m fortunate to have ample support now and a good childhood. I really can’t work. Usually that means a surly pill pusher who won’t even go through the motions of caring. At all. In my case.,,
My parents are not rich but they have enough resources and status plus they have chosen to help me…
So I get treated better. The cruelty is more stealth and covert more snarky comments and occasional mind games than what happens to many unemployed so called mental patients.,,
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