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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 months
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My psychiatrist asked every therapist I've ever had what I was like in therapy, compiled what they said on a piece of paper and just gave it to me saying it's constructive criticism.
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thelifeofsharks · 2 months
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kohansara · 2 months
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sanslovesblog · 3 months
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Unraveling Madness: San's Dark Secrets
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Pairing: psych patient|choi san x psychiatrist|reader
Summary: You're a brilliant psychiatrist, but you were no stranger to internal conflicts. You had accepted the task of treating Choi San, the psychiatric ward's most dangerous patient due to his violent episodes. Despite skepticism from other staff members, you believed that beneath his destructive exterior lay a vulnerable human being, yearning for understanding and acceptance.
Status: ongoing
Genre: Fluff
Trigger warning: childhood trauma, mentions of su1cide and death
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whysogloomyroomie · 4 months
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Hot people refill their meds THIS IS YOUR REMINDER TO REFILL YOUR MEDS
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schizoetic · 10 months
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Ways to have productive appointments with a psychiatrist:
Have a list of things to discuss beforehand. These things can be good or bad. What's important is that they have to do with your mental health.
Be honest. 100%. Don't hold back. This isn't a time to hide anything whatsoever. The more a healthcare provider knows, the more they'll be capable of helping you.
If you struggle with self expression, bring a trusted friend or loved one who knows both you and your scenario.
Try your best to be your true self. This also means doing your best to unmask. Act naturally.
Take your time when it comes to answering questions. This isn't a race by any means.
Be willing to approach your recovery by at least trying what the doctor suggests first off. There is likely more than one way to approach everything.
I say this with caution but if your doctor seems judgemental, isn't listening to what you're saying, or bothers you in any way... you can possibly try another one. But keep in mind they may see something neither your loved one or you see.
Try your best to arrive sober. Having your mind as clear as can be will give the most accurate representation of yourself.
If you wind up getting taken to a psych ward or emergency room, don't fight it. Remaining calm will give you your best outcome.
If you relax with nicotine, smudging, or grounding techniques, try to do so before the appointment.
Take your time before the appointment to really think hard on what needs to improve.
Ensure that you are fed, rested, and adequately hydrated so your brain is functioning at full capacity.
Listen to soothing music while readying for the appointment.
Do your best not to say what you think the doctor wants you to say.
No information is too much to provide.
Don't spend too much time rehearsing every which way the talk could go. What happens will happen and what'll be will be.
If an emergency arises before your scheduled appointment please do not hesitate to reach out to an urgent care provider.
Remember that, in the end, your best advocate is you or someone who sees you very frequently.
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digital-medic · 1 year
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More great content from Angie Cibis [Instagram]
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savagechickens · 24 days
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Tree Psychiatrist.
And here's more therapy.
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yourdailyqueer · 5 months
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Michael Murphy
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
DOB: Born 1947  
Ethnicity: White - Irish
Occupation: Journalist, writer, presenter, psychoanalyst
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one-time-i-dreamt · 6 months
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As I took my violin to perform something for a psychiatrist consultant, I noticed that the strings were black shoelaces. While I was questioning when the strings swapped to shoelaces, the time travel happened.
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lastsecondsquirrel · 5 months
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NORMALIZE VOICING HOW HOPELESS LIFE FEELS WITHOUT FEAR OF INSTITUTIONALIZATION
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growing-home · 2 months
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i spent nearly two decades of my life severely depressed and suicidal and for so long i believed wholeheartedly that it was my fault. i believed that the reason no medication or therapy had ever worked for my depression was because i wasn’t ACTUALLY depressed— i believed i was just lazy, bad, manipulative, and just using depression as an excuse for the inherent badness i thought was inside me. this was a story that was told to me and reinforced over and over again by treatment providers.
this past summer, i tried my 30th+ psychiatric medication, not expecting to see any results. the day i realized it was working was the day i realized that i was…planning my future???suddenly i no longer wanted to stay in bed all day and never go outside. i no longer wanted to isolate. i wanted to see people, talk to people! i started spending more time with friends and facetiming people and talking on the phone, things that i rarely did in the past. when i had been depressed, the only movies/tv shows i could focus on were super intense, fast paced, and scary or disturbing because that was the only way to hold my attention. after starting this medication, i started enjoying SITCOMS! i no longer felt like i was fighting to just get through every single day of my life.
there was such a clear and measurable difference in the quality of my life that i started to question why i believed that my depression had been my fault. it became very clear to me that a large part of my depression had been biological. i had not been lazy or bad. i had been sick. my brain was sick the same way other organs get sick sometimes. this brought up a lot of grief for me— grief for all the lost time that i’d spent trying to find something that worked, grief for how much pain i had been in for so long. but it also brought up sheer FURY at all of the therapists and psychiatrists who had treated me like i just wasn’t trying hard enough to get better.
i had been labeled treatment resistant, of course, and the only recommendations i had received after being given that label were TMS, Ketamine, and ECT. once i had tried all three with no success, i believed i was just a lost cause. i thought i was out of options. i was made to feel that way by so many treatment professionals. i was told that nothing was working because of my complex trauma and that once i healed from that then i would stop being depressed (as if it’s that easy to just fully recover from CPTSD!) i was told that i just needed to do more DBT, i just needed to live and breathe DBT skills and then i would get better, even though i’d done intensive DBT programs for years with no improvement to my depression. (yes, it helped me to change my behavior and quit self harm, but behavior change isn’t necessarily indicative of a change in mood. i could do all the right things all the time and still be in excruciating mental pain.)
i was told that i just wasn’t trying hard enough, or that i must have a personality disorder, or that i just needed to exercise more, or eat less, or eat MORE, or eat differently, or get a job, or get a dog, or do yoga, or acupuncture, or biofeedback, or find purpose in my life— psychiatrist after psychiatrist looked for something to blame everywhere but in the mirror. instead of admitting that they weren’t equipped to help me, they made me believe that it was MY fault i wasn’t getting better. and i believed them. for SO long, i believed them.
and now after finding a medication that works for me, i see everything so much more clearly. psychiatrists need to put their enormous egos aside and actually treat patients with treatment resistant depression instead of blaming us for suffering from a (partially at least) biological illness. if you’re a doctor and you know that a patients illness is outside of the scope of your abilities, either do more research and get more training to help them or refer them to someone who specializes in what they need. don’t keep them around letting them pay you thousands of dollars while you make them try the same thing over and over and over again and expect to get a different result. people act like things like ECT are a last resort option, and in doing so make people believe that if it doesn’t help then you’re out of options. but nobody ever tried me on tricyclics. nobody tried me on MAOIs. nobody told me about how some dopamine agonists like Pramipexole have had some success in treating treatment resident depression. instead i was made to feel like asking to not be suicidal daily was asking for too much. if you’re a clinician who thinks that’s asking for too much, you’re in the wrong profession. we can do better than that. we NEED to do better than that.
in my experience, out of every profession, doctors have some of the biggest egos i’ve ever seen. i say this as someone who is both mentally ill as well as physically disabled. many doctors HATE it when you do your own research. they HATE it when you have suggestions, or when you ask for what you need. it’s almost as if they feel threatened by it, like they need to believe that they are superior to their patients because of how much time and money and energy they put into going to med school— they need to believe they hate their hard work was worth it so they have a tendency to dismiss any ideas their patients might have. i don’t care how many years you’ve been in school. you do not get to tell your sick patients that it’s their fault they’re sick to justify your laziness and refusal to learn new things. put away your god complex and actually listen to your patients.
and the strangest part to me is that the longer you have been suicidal for, the less seriously they take it. the same way that the more chronically ill you are the less people believe you. it’s bizarre— when people see pain that is beyond what they can fathom, instead of feeling empathy, they tell you you must be faking it or that you must be looking for attention. i’ll never understand this. it’s as if they think that suicidality doesn’t need to be taken seriously unless the patient has successfully completed suicide. and i think it’s very clear how that logic is flawed. i was treated like i just wanted attention whenever i asked for help with my chronic suicidality and it made me terrified to ask for help with ANYTHING. i still constantly am afraid that if i’m too honest with clinicians then they’ll think i just want attention. attention isn’t a bad thing to want, all human beings need some degree of attention, but regardless that doesn’t negate the severity of a person’s suicidality. i wasn’t attention seeking by asking for help. i was STRONG. i was really fucking strong, far stronger than i should’ve had to be. i fought for my life every single day and i am lucky to still be here but it’s not luck that got me here. it’s ME that got me here.
i don’t want to make it sound like i speak for everyone who has suffered from TRD, because i don’t think that would be fair. i can’t tell you if there’s a med out there that’ll work for you. all i can tell you is that most psychiatrists prematurely tell chronically suicidal patients that there is nothing they can do to help them or that they’re out of medication options. if you’re a psychiatrist or doctor and you feel yourself getting defensive while reading this, i invite you to get curious about where that activation is coming from.
and if you are someone with treatment resident depression or chronic suicidality reading this, i am telling you now: your illness is not your fault. i don’t know if it’s going to get better or not, but i can promise you— it is not your fault and it never has been.
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Best Tom Ewell movies and performances:
1. The Seven Year Itch - Billy Wilder (1955)
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ornithorynquerouge · 4 months
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The Velvet Underground playing for the American Society of Clinical Psychiatrists. 1965
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whysogloomyroomie · 5 months
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How do I get diagnosed??? No psychiatrist invalidating me again. Not paying thousands. Quickest route. COMPUTER?? DO YOU HEAR ME?
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commiepinkofag · 4 months
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Becoming Jeanne: A Search for Sexual Identity
In December 1977, Dr. Jeanne Hoff, a 39-year-old psychiatrist, invited a television crew into her Manhattan home. The next day, they would accompany her to the operating room for her gender-affirming surgery. “Becoming Jeanne: A Search for Sexual Identity,” the resulting documentary about Dr. Hoff’s experience, was shown the next spring on NBC, with Lynn Redgrave and Frank Field as the hosts.
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