I was depressed and in an abusive relationship. I went to a shrink to get support in leaving my husband.
She immediately diagnosed me as suicidal and told me that if I did not take the drugs she prescribed I would be involuntarily commuted. She said she would require bloodwork and would know if I was taking meds or not (I think that is bullshit, now, but she had me terrified that I would lose my job, my apartment, etc while being locked up).
I took the stupid drugs out of fear of being locked up and losing everything. After a couple of months, I called my mom in the middle of the night crying (my husband hadn't let me talk to her in years) and told her I was sitting there with a knife and was going to kill him and myself. The meds had taken me from depressed to homicidal/suicidal. All I had needed was support.
My mom sent me a plane ticket. I flew the thousands of miles to her house. Stayed a week and told her what was going on. When I went home I packed my stuff into storage, packed myself and my cat up and moved in with her. Got away from my ex, stopped the drugs, got away from the evil doctor just by running away. My job has always been remote, so I was able to do so.
That doctor was evil. She scared me into taking meds to mess with my brain rather than offering me the support I actually needed. I wonder if she got off on that power.
I was depressed and in an abusive relationship. I went to a shrink to get support in leaving my husband.
She immediately diagnosed me as suicidal and told me that if I did not take the drugs she prescribed I would be involuntarily commuted. She said she would require bloodwork and would know if I was taking meds or not (I think that is bullshit, now, but she had me terrified that I would lose my job, my apartment, etc while being locked up).
I took the stupid drugs out of fear of being locked up and losing everything. After a couple of months, I called my mom in the middle of the night crying (my husband hadn't let me talk to her in years) and told her I was sitting there with a knife and was going to kill him and myself. The meds had taken me from depressed to homicidal/suicidal. All I had needed was support.
My mom sent me a plane ticket. I flew the thousands of miles to her house. Stayed a week and told her what was going on. When I went home I packed my stuff into storage, packed myself and my cat up and moved in with her. Got away from my ex, stopped the drugs, got away from the evil doctor just by running away. My job has always been remote, so I was able to do so.
That doctor was evil. She scared me into taking meds to mess with my brain rather than offering me the support I actually needed. I wonder if she got off on that power.
Me and my lady rescued a woman from the looney bin because of the same situation...she wanted out of her relationship.
Went in and recorded secretly and lied saying she'd be staying with us.
Those looney bin docs are nuts and evil.
Glad you got out of their clutches.
Mad scientists.
I'm so glad you were able to help. That's crazy that I wasn't just unlucky. They really have way too much power.
Only the power we give them. If every friend and family said no....
Godspeed. Good your mom helped you.