Just a few moments ago, I talked online to a woman who was delusional. She told me the military was spying on her, that there were energy weapons directed towards her, that she has special abilities, that she was chosen by God and that people in stores were playing stasi tactics on her. When I told her that she’s not alright (and I didn’t say “get help”), she said “Ah, here come the stasi tactics” and that just like her mother I was accusing her of being mentally ill. She told me she knew who I was. I obviously wasn’t around her and I didn’t know what was happening to her. Whether she was having a manic episode brought on by antidepressants or something non-drug induced was going on or whatever else. And you know what? I STILL would not send this woman to any person who is a psychiatrist (except under very specific conditions that no person in a professional role will accept) or let her be labelled as a schizophrenic, schizoaffective, bipolar, or whatever else. That’s the last thing this woman needs. A transient phase of suffering being turned into a lifetime of degradation. In this moment of distress, if she comes to some realisation about her current state of mind, she will take herself to a shrink because she’s desperate and doesn’t know what else to do. If not, her family or the people who are around her will take her. Then the standard procedure follows: Label her with a few life-destroying labels and give her one or two drugs from the standard arsenal of drugs in psychiatry. And whether the drugs work or not, she’s trapped after that. While it may provide temporary relief, it could be the worst mistake of her life in the long run. These are the situations that worry me. The situations of extreme distress that drive people into the psychiatric system, because they don’t know what else to do.