#psychiatrit

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Will DC ever let me write a comic?

I just want to do a silly weebtoon with Jeremiah Arkham, Joan Leland, Jonathan Crane, Hugo Strange and Harley Quinn.

Right now the name is:

The Office: Arkham Edition (I never watched The Office)

And the first part would be of Harley's first days working on Arkham. It would just be comedy with some dark tones in an alternative universe. Fun times.

(Also I just need a pannel of Jon in his office, partially hidden by the darkness, creepy smile in the corner of his mouth, bags in his eyes, messy hair, a syringe in his hand and a smudge on his lab coat that could be blood, all the office with other dark details and the description in Harley glittery pink cutsie though boxes all around him saying: "Doctor Jonathan Crane, my old professor, FRIEND SHAPED" )

#my stupid au #arkham psychiatrits unite #the office asylum edition #jonathan crane #hugo strange #harley quinn #joan leland #jeremiah arkham

[tigerclawstar-shaped-cookie]

The metaphorical mountain of life if steep, and it's hard, and sometimes it sucks. And there's more struggles past it. But it's not impossible to get over, and you can do it. I believe in you, and I believe that there's going to be so many more years than thirteen, and that things will change for the better. Please don't give up on yourself, there are people (even if they are mutuals that don't know you on tumblr) who haven't.

thank you so much anon i really need this /genuine

#i might start looking into digital therapists #we really fucking need it #if anyone knows any good paltforms for venting and for psychology and psychiatrits and therapists for FREE or shit id relaly apprectiate it #i might also take breaks from tumblr sometimes to focus more on myself #(< that was a lie this is the only place ive ever been loved properly and made good firends and found comfort)

[socialistexan]

I'll be real with y'all, I automatically distrust and basically skip right past any post that puts mental illness in scare quotes.

I don't know how to tell y'all It's Not Just Capitalism. A decent chunk of mental illness is very real and not just a side effect of the alienation that capitalism breeds. It's not just idk an evil cabal of psychiatrits trying to pathologize everything in everyone.

When both my grandmother and I had the same illness then there's something more than just We Live In a Society. Can environmental factors exacerbate illness or cause it to manifest when it normally would just be dormant? Yes. Can it cause people who would otherwise be healthy to be ill? Absolutely. Does it mean mental illness in general is a totally fake conspiracy? No, it definitely does not.

Does the fact that industry caused pollution can cause higher rates of asthma and cancer mean asthma and cancer aren't real and wouldn't exist without industry? No, it wouldn't. I don't understand why this gets treated so differently. Not everything is Out To Get You.

Sometimes y'all sound like anti-vaxxers, I swear.

[inyourwildestdreams22]

i'm gonna wait until i watch all episodes but rya role since the beginning has only been repeating what danny say with a 🤨🧐 look on her face it's becoming a bit repetitive. i feel like at this point everyone realize she knows. the audience know. only danny doesn't know and i'm fine with the whole show being about his realization and not ours, but i feel like rya dialogues as of now are very limited even tho she's supposed to be a psychiatrist

We’ll see, I’m reserving judgement on Rya till later episodes but so far her dialogues are normal, I mean psychiatrits have a lot of ways to confront patients, she’s trying for him to tell him the whole story while pointing out how convenient it is all so he is the one who comes to the conclusion.

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[studying-with-adult-adhd]

Heya, so I believe I have ADHD, but I went to a psychiatrist and they wrote me off as lazy y'know and that because it's a pandemic "everyone's struggling", also probably because I fit the inattentive type more than the "standard" and I'm a minor who doesn't outwardly show many symptoms so there's "not enough info" when it comes to symptoms at school. I want to continue to pursue a diagnosis but since the psychiatrit said no I feel like I'm just being petty or something, any advice would be great

You know you best. However, if this psychiatrist said that you're lazy, please report them.

There is some truth in the fact that everyone is struggling because of the pandemic but again, you know yourself best. If you want to pursue a diagnosis, please do so! I support it fully

[firststayfortea]

im in my psychiatrits office and i finally remember why i wanted to change psychiatrists

(dont rb)

#i dont think she believes that i may have adhd even tho four professionals said i probably have it #this fucking sucks i wanna cry #a little broken a little new

[updateplss]

anywaysss just thinking abt the amount of psychiatrits and therapists ive went in my life, paying ones and free ones, that were completely garbage like him lmao. like the disapproval expressions at everything i said. and it's already extremely hard looking for help, and coming across professionals like that, right in the first appointment, imagine how discouraging.

in the past my mom always said that the problem was me, that i should give them a chance, try more appointments, that i always gave up. and i believed her words but i'm glad i went w my gut every time. bc i was right

i'm gonna try the psychiatrist from this same place on friday bc i cant afford one but lmao i legit feel like a walking experiment

#and im tired:) #so so tired #me.txt

[distressingdisneydamsel]

Tbt to the time my first psychiatrit told me. Stimulant ADD med was an anti depressant and I was so jittery it was like I was on cocaine and still depressed and the most awful thing physically ever

[complicated-airflow]

Girl im SICK of adhd!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got shit to do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#literally ready to walk into ANY PSYCHIATRITS OFFICE RN

[unreadpoppy]

fire fire fiiiirre, GO UP IN THE CLOOOUDDDS, demons

╰(*°▽°*)╯

I LOVE THIS

I'm brazilian it's why I'm always angry and aboslutetly fuck the school system (and also yes there are good things, i love this one a lot, thank you)

I'm gonna take GO UP IN THE CLOOUDS as a compliment

Like I said before I'm brazilian so obviously I was not in a good place mentally, but but but I do go to therapy and yesterday I went to my psychiatrit's apoitment, got my medication changed cause the previous one was giving me insomnia, but right now, I'm a better place mentally then I was in April (which was definetly a tough month for me)

#ask answered #i talk a lot by the wat

[leakinglungs]

tbh i would probably dead if i did not have health insurance/ specifically the coverage i have w/my dad’s plan? and like my dad has a college degree because my upper middle class grandparents were able to pay his tuition and because of their money he was able to get a white collar job with good benefits which means that i’ve been seeing a therapist and a psychiatrist and taking meds since i was a teenager and now im taking at least 7 medications (not the highest number of meds i’ve been on at a time) (plus i’ve been taking lamotrigine for 2 yrs and thats one of the most expensive meds on the market) and i was psychiatrically hospitalized for nearly a week after an attempt and done dbt group been in res/php ed treatment for 7 weeks and continued outpatient care w/a dietitian and a 2nd therapist and gone back to group and Holy Shit! none of this would have been possible w/out the health insurance i have! with all of this care (getting treatment for mental illness for over 3 years), i have still made 4 suicide attempts and endagered my health w/anorexia. like its already a miracle im alive honestly but thats been with meds a psych 2 therapists group and treatment! oh mi god

#im just laying it all out here and the tone of this post as a whole is likely upsetting and potentially triggering so #personal #lots of medical n hosptial talk #mental illness stuff #nothing specific

[violin-wizardess]

Okay, time to sit down and write some more for you, the eventual reader, in hopes that you will not do what I did. Because I do not desire for anyone to go through what I went.

So, remember all the times I said I was a violinist (or attempting to be one), and my life was playing the violin? Well, it didn't stop being the truth, but it might stop one day. I said I was tired and depressed and hopeless. Thinking I had reached rock bottom. Well, each day goes by and I just discover new dimensions of "bottom". It feels like an abyss that I just keep descending, but I can never say I am at my lowest. Life seems to ear and take that as a challenge.

I just wanted to be good enough. Play music and have someone say they like it, have people listening and enjoying, not me as a player, but the music as something that generates feeling. Art. So I kept going, even though I started late, even though nobody gave anything for me, even though all I heard was that I sucked and that I had no talent and didn't study enough, and I was going to just fail. At it. At life. At everything.

I had depression. I went to psychologists and therapists and psychiatrits. I was diagnosed and medicated, and survived, hanging on by a thread, a hope. That I would make it to college, that I would find friends and things would get better. And for a brief, vague moment, when I got in my town's college, after failing the other two better ones, it seemed I had made it. I was out of medication, I was going to be fine...

At the first time things went wrong, I thought it was my fault. I wasn't studying enough, I wasn't really ready for it. My teacher, a big important talented person, was not impressed, and quick to tell me that I should just quit and go work in a retail job. It sucked, but I swallowed tears and kept going. A semester of it, trying to take things lightly, because I got in with the wrong foot (bureaucracy problems). Next year, next two semesters, it would be the real deal. Or so I thought.

Second year, first and second semester, it was almost hell. No matter what I did, or how hard I tried, nothing was right. It could start okay, good, doing things reasonably well, but then,when exams got closer, everything would just go out the window and gone with the wind. I sucked again. I wasn't good, I was never good, I ws going to fail. My teacher just pointed out that everything was wrong and I was an idiot. When I tried to ask what was wrong and how to solve it, the answer was that it had already been said in the beginning and then it was just generically everything, shove shoulders, and it's everything. I got frustrated. I was also frightenedof everything. Going to class started being some sort of mental torture. I was panicking before every class day. I had gastritis because of it. I couldn't even sleep right. But everyone else was fine. All the other students were happy, thriving, confident, and playing beautifully. So the problem was clearly with me, right? Frustrated, once I stated that things sounded better at home, and that I was trying the hardest I could, and it couldn't all be wrong. Oh, boy, what did I do... The next two or three classes teacher proceded to give me a mental beating on how I thought I was doing great and was better than everyone else, when I was just a pile of shit. Ooooh, she thinks she plays anything good. Then, we had to have classes alltogether, when I was supposed to have other classes in college (and I nearly failed one because of that), to proced and drag my face in the mud right in front of everyone. And I took it. Thinking that they were right.

But when they said they were there to help me, they never did. They excluded me from every plan and dinner out. Not that I would go, I don't have money to go, but they couldn't even let me study with them. And yet, look at us, so open and friendly and helpful, and I was the anti-social.

Until this last month, beginning of third semester. One colleague, one of those I speaked the most and trusted a bit, came to tell me to think about changing professors. Because everyone saw that I was being humiliated and beaten to a pulp, without ever getting better. I was just being steped on, repeatedly. I, that said that no one would ever hurt me and shove me down, I was letting that happen by someone who I was giving my trust to help me. I felt like sinking. It was that evident. And it was also because I am what I am: not pretty, not a girl with long and perfect hair, and pretty face with beautiful eyes, like every other girl there. I am non-binary, and ugly. Someone non deserving of equal treatment and respect, apparently.

I changed teachers. I gave up on big important talented person.

But this also means that it finally happened. I failed. This is the end, before it even started. After this, I can never have even a half of a career playing the violin. All doors are closed. I can never be a violinist.

They will never let me become one. And I don't have any talent. It was just work, with a bit of luck. I had good grades and good auditions in the conservatory, but now it means nothing and is no more. I am not like them, and that makes me unfit. I can't even think like them. I don't like to step on others, and this is all a big competition.

Which is kind of ironic, actually. They always tell you, in Arts and Music, that you have to feel and be original. That you must be yourself, and think outside the box. But the truth is that you have to play the game by the strict rules imposed. You cannot be yourself. You can't be other that a cis beautiful long haired girl, or the cis young fit men. You can't dress diferently, act diferently, be diferent. You can only play the game and loose it. And I lost.

I tried to keep instagramming about my violin life, trying to set small goals and show some bits of it. Today, I asked if I should try and record myself playing more often. You know the answer. No. I don't play not even well enough for it. Go practice, go make something else.

And the truth is, that deep down... I hate them all. Save one or two people who have not done anything to hurt me, I just hate them all and I hope they just go away and disappear.

I have nothing to live for right now. I lived to play music, and try to make it right.

My parents think I'm useless, because I can't find a damn job. I still have two more years of college. I don't really know what to do right now.

So, my advice is, don't be like me. Unless you are really sure and great at it, and have already won contests by the age of 18 years old, don't go be a professional musician. Just an amateur. And know that you have to play the game of life by their rules, and that outside of the internet the queers and gays and lesbians and assexuals and non-binary and trans and all of you beautiful people who don't fit their box, you will still have to struggle for even an ounce of respect. I'm sorry. I'm sorry it is that way. But don't ever, never, let yourself be humiliated and steped on by anyone, be them your boyfriend, girlfriend, parent, relative or teacher or boss. Don't let yourself arrive to that. Don't let anyone hurt you.

#sorry i needed to just write this all #sorry i needed to vent #i am a bit hurt and sad right now #this is about art and music and toxic environments in it #and about people #be strong you guys

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