I guess it boils down to: your treatment is a conversation, not some one-way benediction (or malediction) that blesses or curses you with a diagnosis and medication. I've been through SO MANY meds, and the reason is that I believe there has to be something better. We're mostly fumbling in the dark, when it comes to psych meds, but we're getting better.
I think the biggest thing I've learned from psychiatry over the years is that docs will absolutely prescribe you meds and change them to fit your needs, but they only know what you tell them. Tell them about your anxiety and not your depression? They'll prescribe you anxiety meds. The same goes for psychologists: they'll basically only help with the problems you tell them about.
MH (-)
Anyway, I've been feeling so bad lately that I kinda just want out. Talking with doc about it.
MH (~)
I think my difficulty on talking about mh woes 1:1 and the relative ease of hollering about it on social media have to do with the emotional labor involved in telling someone you're feeling bad. If someone tells me they're feeling bad I want to talk with them about it, try and help. In my case, though, that labor just makes me feel worse in ways that anonymous yelling doesn't. I'm wasting time by telling someone I'm feeling bad: doesn't help, often hurts.
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