San Salvador
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I'll start with my most recent psychiatric checkup.
I've been off my antipsychotic medication for two months by that point. Obviously, I was the exact same as before, since I was wrongly prescribed them when I told my psychiatrist that everyone was laughing at me (He wrote in his diagnosis that I was hearing voices in my head). However, the worst part was that I was forced to take these shits for 4 years and that I was almost thrown in the looney bin because I told my HS guidance counselor that I wanted to kill myself (There, I was prescribed Xans, the worst things I ever put in my body, and which I stopped taking immediately). People still laughed at me, even at ludicrous doses of antipsychotics which almost made me collapse during school.
The side effects included absurdly severe insomnia if I tried to get off them, drowsiness, and increased prolactin, which gave me man tits. After only a few days of not taking them, though, I was sleeping 9 hours a day like a baby. After, a month, the drowsiness went away completely and my man tits were noticeably smaller, even though I didn't lose weight.
So now, I was forced to go see a completely new psychiatrist since I moved to another town for college. We never met, so I though I would be able to bullshit my way through the interview and avoid getting prescribed these pharmaceutical shits again. At first, it actually worked. I pretended to be a happy normie and she was smiling until she started looking through my past diagnoses. Her face changed emotions in an instant.
"Salvador, it says here that you were hearing voices in your head."
"Oh, I was only 15 and moving to a new school. I was just a bit insecure about myself, but it went away in a few days after I met new people."
"But, Salvador, it also says here that you told your guidance counselor that you though about suicide when you were 16, and one of the main reasons you suggested was people laughing at you."
(Internal and external sperging)
"Um... I-I... Well..."
It ended with her saying: "We will decide your prescription after the psychological testing." This means that I now have to bullshit through the test too.
Did you have any similar experiences?
I've been off my antipsychotic medication for two months by that point. Obviously, I was the exact same as before, since I was wrongly prescribed them when I told my psychiatrist that everyone was laughing at me (He wrote in his diagnosis that I was hearing voices in my head). However, the worst part was that I was forced to take these shits for 4 years and that I was almost thrown in the looney bin because I told my HS guidance counselor that I wanted to kill myself (There, I was prescribed Xans, the worst things I ever put in my body, and which I stopped taking immediately). People still laughed at me, even at ludicrous doses of antipsychotics which almost made me collapse during school.
The side effects included absurdly severe insomnia if I tried to get off them, drowsiness, and increased prolactin, which gave me man tits. After only a few days of not taking them, though, I was sleeping 9 hours a day like a baby. After, a month, the drowsiness went away completely and my man tits were noticeably smaller, even though I didn't lose weight.
So now, I was forced to go see a completely new psychiatrist since I moved to another town for college. We never met, so I though I would be able to bullshit my way through the interview and avoid getting prescribed these pharmaceutical shits again. At first, it actually worked. I pretended to be a happy normie and she was smiling until she started looking through my past diagnoses. Her face changed emotions in an instant.
"Salvador, it says here that you were hearing voices in your head."
"Oh, I was only 15 and moving to a new school. I was just a bit insecure about myself, but it went away in a few days after I met new people."
"But, Salvador, it also says here that you told your guidance counselor that you though about suicide when you were 16, and one of the main reasons you suggested was people laughing at you."
(Internal and external sperging)
"Um... I-I... Well..."
It ended with her saying: "We will decide your prescription after the psychological testing." This means that I now have to bullshit through the test too.
Did you have any similar experiences?