Friday, January 27, 2023

Comments by Gardeningwithcats

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  • Snowy Owl, I love owls. One of my cats looks a little like an owl. I’m also interested in Native American tradition and natural medicines. I have five cats! They were all strays, mostly from one neighbor who I guess couldn’t be bothered to get their cats fixed, and loved having kittens but didn’t care about full grown cats. But I love them all, especially the one who was a mama cat. She sometimes seems to be meditating, she looks at me with a softness and seems to say, “go in, you can be free.” And I believe in Freedom, meaning not enslavement to drugs that make you twitch and take away your brain cells… and Freedom from the fear of what could happen if I were to ever trust psychiatric care again. But I remember even drawing an owl in my journal some time ago, as the owl is also a symbol of Lilith, who was given a bad reputation in some Christian traditions, but in ancient Sumerian teachings, was a wise and all-seeing guide, very much like the Native American Snowy Owl you told me of! I hope you are right, I get so frustrated when the story goes: he/she stopped taking their medication. Ugh. Maybe they went off it too abruptly. Maybe the medication caused or worsened the pain this person was in. It’s not only possible but it’s likely. So nice to meet you, Snowy Owl. I feel encouraged to hear your theory! Maybe, like the flimsy house of cards that it is, this psychiatric care farce will come tumbling down abruptly. Blessed be.

  • Linda Comac, Steve McCrea, Snowy Owl, basically everyone who posted on here: this is a new experience for me. I’ve not talked much about my experience. Actually I don’t talk about it at all. So thankful that I found this. I think the medications are harmful. My younger sister is so heavily medicated that she is basically gone and unknowable to me, and after 30 plus years of psychiatric treatment, far sicker and more cognitively disabled than she ever was in her twenties. She claims to have both schizophrenia and Parkinson’s, both of which I believe were caused by the myriad antipsychotics and neuroleptics she’s taken. I’m trying to taper off the benzodiazepines, seroquel, and topamax slowly and safely. I don’t think they have helped me. What has helped? Nature, eating right, kindness towards myself, gentle exercise, reading this, and reading certain books like The Black Swan and the Untethered Soul, but everybody is different! I just wanted to say thank you so much. It’s amazing to read this, because I have felt very alone. I felt very bullied by psychiatric help. Sadly, it’s not the answer people think it is.

  • You’re absolutely right; I should refrain from making statements like that. I’m very interested in your book — I was a literature major, too. I love your use of poetry. But it makes the inhumanity of the psychiatric “treatment” all the more devastating, somehow. I am so inspired by your survival. The loss of a child is the cruelest loss a human can face. Thank you for writing. Again, I am humbled and inspired.

  • Thank you for your courage. I am so sorry for the tragic loss of your son. It’s a great lie about psychiatric care, particularly in hospitals. I self admitted, believing I would get help for suicidal thoughts and a feeling of terror. The experience I had was much worse than anything I experienced in my 58 years on earth. I was unsafe at all times, particularly from my roommate, who stood over my bed at night glaring at me and was a foot taller than me and refused to speak to me. I was made fun of by psychiatric nurses (I have a speech impediment). The only help was a few of the other patients who I will never forget for helping me know where to sit and who not to make eye contact with. Also the art therapist who miraculously helped me get out after three days by talking to the hospital head psychiatrist. Who I told I would sue if I were assaulted and that I was unsafe. I don’t know how I was so lucky but he believed me about my roommate. It was hell. I would literally kill myself before ever returning to a psychiatric hospital in the United States.