Well, when something horrible has been going on at your apartment building for nearly a year, keeping you from getting your sleep, and the hospital administrator is your landlord who doesn’t want to deal with it, the psychiatrist has a conflict of interest and you’ll get diagnosed as suffering from psychoses real fast. Never mind that other tenants were having problems too. I didn’t have psychoses, the psychiatrist did. And so did the landlord. Yes, I’m anti-psychiatry – because they have a god complex. They think they know you’re lying when you’re telling the truth. Putting me on psychiatric dope wasn’t going to change anything. I was dealing with a very real situation with noise day after day night after night. It wasn’t my imagination, and it wasn’t my neighbor’s imagination. It wasn’t a fictitious character having a water fight (or soda) with the neighbor across the way one night – another neighbor thought was a stampede. Psychiatrists need to address their god complexes and stop prescribing for conditions that don’t exist. They can’t be trusted. This is what happens when there is no biological disease. The diagnoses are all cooked up in their heads. Like I say, they’re the ones with psychoses.