shrinks

[dying_soul_within]

I've never been put in a hospital but I have dealt with many shrinks, each one worse than the last.

The latest one was the worst by far.  I went to her on my own accord because I realized that I couldn't deal with everything on my own.
Thinking that she would help me, because that's what shrinks do, I started going once a week.
Four months in, she pretty much pushed me out the door.  How does that work? Well, she didn't think she could help me (which was very true) so she told me to find a psychiatrist in the area or she'd have no choice but to pink slip me.  

I started working on finding someone else basically because I was afraid of being put in a hospital.  I called her before I had found someone because I was having a really bad day and had to leave a message.  The woman didn't even call back.  She didn't check to see if I had found another counselor either.  I even saw her the other day on campus and she looked right through me.  Is this was a good shrink does?I think not.

Until good people who honestly want to help other people, start going into the mental health profession, none of us has any chance of getting help.  But people like this woman should be banned from practicing at all.  She did nothing but create more trouble.

[Will]

Ya, I know what you mean.  I  had high school counselors just give me a pass to go back to class because they didn't know what to say.  I don't claim to know what to say, but at least you can talk here.  

They can't really do anything to you if you're not a patient so I would suggest interiewing them first if you are still going the psychiatrist route.  Just ask them a lot of questions and tell them the response of your last doctor and them make a decision based on that.  

I'm not a big fan of doctors personally, but some people swear by them.  If you  get one that works, let us know.  Thanks and good luck.

will

[sailin_away]

strangely i like my shrink
he is very silly
we argue alot but its not about me
he trys to read my mind and he makes this face like he is constipated  ha ha ha ha ha
oh gosh
but tell you the truth he is just a person to talk to about anything
and most of the time it turns in to who we loathe and stuff. so i hope you find a shrink you like they are hard to come by but it nice to have somone to talk to.

[Will]

i hope you find a shrink you like they are hard to come by but it nice to have somone to talk to.

That's what we're here for.  Minus the hourly charge and limited hours.  

[imissmymom]

I saw seven regular m.d/p.a. before the decided that my "case" was simply to complicated for them to handle and they referred me to a psychiatrist. He's a little fruity and kind of ditzy. He listens to what I say but as far as I'm concerned his only job is to prescribe pills. I tell him which ones are working what needs upped in dosing and what I think we need to drop out and what we need to start. I'm my own prescriber pretty much he just is the middle man and gives me the meds or the prescription for them. Kinda fucked up but it works. Had a manic/anxiety filled night so my husband gave me some of my downers (I'm not in control of any of my pills) and now i'm all hum drum today. tomorrow is my dr. quack appointment. He's cool pretty funny but a basic waste of money. I've been skipping my counseling appointments for weeks now I guess it's time to go back...Thanks for listening[/color][/color]

[melissa23]

I generally dislike them. I have never had any luck with them. I went to a residential school. I was raped. I went for counseling. They then told me my parents had to know about it for liability reasons? I'm not sure but she said this right after she said she would not tell anyone! Rather than have some stranger tell them i told them myself as a counselor looked on. I was 15.

Second time's a charm. I went to a different school hoping to leave the past behind. A fresh start. My second counselor was actually my guidance counselor. He was funny and seemed nice enough. Everybody liked him. He tried to get me alone and often made remarks about me wondering where my bf was. I dropped out. Other things were happening to me at that time. I had nobody to talk too. It was the first time I cut myself. I don't trust anybody who tries to help me.

[insomniac666]

i've had two shrinks.

The last one i had, was a complete bitch, she never gave me the right answers or really ever gave many answers. just scribbled away, with the mhmm. oh? etc etc.

i've never had any luck, or the people in my life have never either. but goodluck,

[westwardcircle]

I have a therapist, but when I talk about it, my mom denies that she's my therapist and such. I see her for anxiety, but I pretty much just lie to her and she never really looks to see what's really going on.
My school counselor is kind of a bitch. She's used to dealing with the drugees and the girls who think their life's over because their boyfriend broke up with them. I had to see her for something I wrote and apparently she didn't know that I have anxiety. She had this assistant, though, who was pretty cool. She read my writing and saw it for the writing, and not the topic, which I guess was what I wanted someone to do.

[westwardcircle]

I have a therapist, but when I talk about it, my mom denies that she's my therapist and such. I see her for anxiety, but I pretty much just lie to her and she never really looks to see what's really going on.
My school counselor is kind of a bitch. She's used to dealing with the drugees and the girls who think their life's over because their boyfriend broke up with them. I had to see her for something I wrote and apparently she didn't know that I have anxiety. She had this assistant, though, who was pretty cool. She read my writing and saw it for the writing, and not the topic, which I guess was what I wanted someone to do.