Shrinks and Therapists

[fernanda]

Well, I have no personal experience with being with shrinks. But my brother does have this serious problem... he has like this syndrome of personality something... and is ADD the thing called attention deficit disorder??

The thing was that, he was always a bit different... and being in a real preppy middle school (secundaria, I'm from Mexico... this is from 7th to 9th), well, he was always trying to evade reality, to a point where he hormonally started to do it.

So now his body produces ... ugh, I forgot how its called... the point is that it is as if he ingested LSD daily... that's why he's always so weird... so he's taking these pills to contrarrest the effect.

We always thought he was just weird. Now thanks to this shrink and neurologist he's a lot better, less paranoic and he doesn't explode all the time.

Plus an aunt of mine is schizophrenic, so my brother got the gene or that activated. So he's now only schizoic... but if several more years had passed he would have developed schizofrenia (sp?).

So in my opinion, shrinks are really good.

[Alain]

Down here in Australia, things are pretty bad. I had depression in high school, and the first counsellor I went to was so easy to bluff past that it wasn't even funny.

Then, after I'd had my wisdom teeth out, my second school counsellor (a spiritualist) half convinced me that the hallucinations I was having from the painkillers was acutally a dead little girl trying to talk to me through the mirrors in the upstairs toilets. He was a weird bugger.

My friend who also had depression was put on anti-depressants and then tried to kill herself. She's off them, she feels fine.

Another friend has "learning disorders". the real point is that she hates her school and has eye-focusing problems. But let's overdose on Ritalin, that'll solve all our problems. ^_^

During exam periods she goes for weeks without sleeping, eating, or comprehending half of what's going on around her.

I'm not sure if I should be wryly amused or aghast at how shocking our system is.

[OnixxFilth]

I used to suffer from auditory hallucinations until I got on medicine. I used to hear things that weren't there, in other words. It was spooky because it was always a voice calling my name. I would actually hear it out loud- not just inside my head, as if my ears were actually hearing it! It usually happened when no one else was around. It'd usually sound like someone I know, like my dad or mom. They'd just go,"Nikki!" and I'd go,"What?" but there'd be no answer. :shock:

[creepylittleshit]

That used to happen to me a lot too. I know this is a little off the topic, but have you ever tried to make spiritual contact Onixx?

I used to hear someone calling my name whenever I was going to bed. It didn't start happening till after I started fucking around with seances.

[OnixxFilth]

Agh! :shock: I didn't even think of that! Years ago, back when I was in ninth grade and really into Nirvana, two friends of mine had the bright idea (sarcasm on "bright") to try to hold a seance and summon Kurt Cobain. Being that I was the big Nirvana fan, they had me get dressed up in my "Kurt Cobain costume", this pair of jeans with the knees shredded out, a striped t-shirt, and this sweater that looked exactly like one I'd seen him wear in a picture. Christy said some bogus invocation, then we all started chanting,"Kurt, Kurt!" over and over. Then our parents came up from downstairs and we screamed and blew out the candles, because they'd've killed us if they found us messing with the occult. Late that night, I was awakened by the smell of cigarette smoke, but it didn't smell like my mom's- more of the kind a guy would smoke! I whimpered and went back to sleep, and that was the end of it, I thought. Guess not!