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Eric, can you tell me what a Neuro feedback session is?
I have always thought that if science could harm animals with no feeling, it wasn’t far from harming humans with no feeling.
In a very confusing world where I have to make difficult decisions, I have decided I don’t like psychiatry and western medicine because they teach me not to trust myself. They give me medicine that feels like poison and when I don’t feel better they tell me I am doing better because they told me so. Can someone tell me how something as destructive as the alliance between Big Pharma, psychiatry and state’s power to take your rights away has not yet destroyed itself with its own poison?
Dear Dr. Rose Years, can you tell me how an advanced directive can be used to avoid future hospitalizations and medication?
My psychiatrist made it clear to me about a week ago that even if I was working and conquered all the symptoms of schizophrenia he would still say I was ill and want me on olanzapine for the rest of my life
I understand how you feel. I gained 60 pounds, became diabetic and in spite of it all, none of my doctors will consider removing o!anzapine. I am expected to control my numbers with diet and exercise. Whether I am doing badly or well, I’m expected to stay on olanzapine for life. I don’t even look like me anymore. All I know is I have to stroke a doctor’s ego to keep something worse from happening
I did have a moment in nature when I felt my own soul and I did feel like “I have everything I need.” However I find that many people who say “You create your reality with your thoughts,” or “You attract your experiences with your thoughts” have been very damaging to me as if I somehow betrayed myself into becoming entrapped in a nightmare system that “invisibilizes my experience making it impossible to get help, and then rewrites the psychiatric narrative where the illness is causal.” I stole that line from Bonnie Bristow. So in that sense I thank you for fighting against a feel good narrative that has worked against me
Your difficulties are different than mine So far I have experienced being unable to complete a sentence and feeling like I am not in control of my body while trying to walk to the bathroom. I have expressed all my fears to my doctor and he won’t budge on the olanzapine. Whether I’m doing well or bad he wants me to take it for the rest of my life. I also have metabolic syndrome and am diabetic because of the olanzapine. Neither my PCP nor OB-GYN will admit it is because of the olanzapine and suggest that I remove it. Instead they want me to take 3 more medicines, change my diet and exercise and control my numbers that way. It seems like I walked into a hospital 10 years ago and now I’m have to be on a medicine for the rest of my life. Except it’s killing me.
I remember my first involuntary hospitalization. A man complained of not being able to sleep and the nurse said “I can give you Zyprexa.” She gave it to him like it was a piece of candy. I also remember another nurse telling me antipsychotics were not addictive.
Thank you for telling me the truth about the drugs I am taking. No one else will
I appreciate the information you have shared with us. What about the people who are not given the choice to reject the drugs? I for one had my civil rights taken away from me and my medical care choices were given to my mother. I had to take the drugs and pretend they are working to avoid worse treatment like electroshock. I am not at the point where I can perceive the drugs doing damage to my motor skills but the psychiatrist won’t budge and won’t let me off the olanzapine
“dehumanized by the very professionals meant to help them” thank you for putting this into words for me
In the Song of Roland, or Orlando Furioso, the mad were considered to be under the special protection and favor of God. So if you found someone muttering to himself in the forest (as Roland was after he lost his love), you would be kind to him, or feed him, or leave him be
This saved me
When I think of the sacrifices that have been made in the name of science (“well we know not to do THAT any more”) something from the bottom of me rises up and says “NO” How did you not know not to do that in the first place. I remember standing on the Hopi reservation and a missionary was passing out pamphlets explaining that sexual abuse was wrong. “They don’t know that it’s wrong” he said. How do you not know it’s wrong? No one needs to tell you it’s wrong for you to know it’s wrong. And science… Keeps coming up with weirder drugs and weirder “treatments” when what we really need is a hug. Who doesn’t know that? Who needs decades of research and data to find out not to create offenses against humanity and put them in people. Bah Science.