r/Antipsychiatry

I work at a school and had the most insane experience yesterday with a student. The venerability we get the privilege of experiencing is the best gift this world can offer me. I am so grateful for this career. I literally cannot believe I get paid for this. When I was a teen/child/college student, I never imagined a career like this would be possible for me as someone who struggled so much. It brings me so much joy. I often feel like my entire life informs me as a therapist and I take that very seriously(no I am not sharing about my life, but it allows me hold space in big ways).

I got in my car and cried happy tears, and then cried again on the way to work this morning. Pure happiness and gratitude.

Not everyday is a great as yesterday was, but honestly I feel like even the bad days feel like a set up for moments like those.

That’s it. That’s the post. I love my life.

Why is it that my mental health is 10x worse since being in a psychiatric hospital & being put on meds? My mental health is literally 10x worse now idk.

I was at the club while traveling and another woman sexually assaulted me. Since then, I have not been able to go out in public or even talk on the phone. I get extreme panic attacks and feel the need to clean myself in the shower 24/7. Terrified. No family support (lengthy neglect history)… very scared and my psych NP prescribed me prazosin. I am reminded of my sexual assault not only recently but also the one in the psych emergency room by a male nurse when I was overdosed on gabapentin. Feels like I’m in constant hell and no safe place. Feels like hands are groping me, nonstop flashbacks, being drugged, grabbed, dying, no escape. I genuinely don’t know what to do and I am so disabled after this recent assault and lack of support that I am thinking about killing myself. I can’t take it anymore. I just want to be dead. I don’t want to live and it’s greedy of me to take up this life. I completely hate myself. I don’t want to even talk in public anymore because I feel so abused and demoralized and ashamed. Like a fucking slut and drug abuser because my doctors made me addicted to Lyrica and refuse to believe that I need help for Lyrica addiction. I might run out onto the road or something. Not ok. Terrified of ever losing my autonomy again and having a woman who assaulted another woman and hurt me violently and emotionally attacked me ruined my life. I have no where to get help. Psychiatry doesn’t help. It’s likely this prazosin will harm me immensely with side effects and I have bipolar disorder and am already depressed. Can’t fucking feel free anymore. Tied to abuse and horrified. Sorry. I don’t understand even. Just exhausted and dissociated. Shrinks don’t understand. they don’t get it and they fake feeling bad for others.

A power struggle is a conflict where two or more people fight to gain control, dominance, or authority over each other.

Medical lunatics take courses in manipulation and politics to fool you and harm you. They dictate their delusional subjective opinions to push their hidden agendas.

You make decisions that are best for your health, so you want A. Medical lunatics ignore you and want B. They know very well B is harmful and useless. You want A for your health. They want B for their sadistic pleasure. You have to fool them, or else they'll fool you.

A medical practitioner is like when you visit a jail, pick up one of the worst criminals, give him/her a white coat and tell them to wear it from now on. That's who they are.

Instead of improving health, medical practitioners are almost always fooling and harming.

In the same way, carers don't care about old people and instead neglect them and abuse them, and they poison them with medically unnecessary APs to make them easy to control, dominate, and dictate to.

I sat outside their meeting room (which apparently needs some sound proofing) and pretended to be using the phone on the wall. I got to hear them go through every patient (very small place - few patients) and their current status to evaluate possible dates for discharge. Lots of judgmental comments; "she's a sex worker - she must abuse her suboxone", "of course he has mental problems, he drinks vodka everyday, hahah!", "Bob really needs to take a shower" (okay, that one was true), "Revoke phone privileges for Jason, he was rude to the nurse". Nice little window into their world. I'm sure the providers who lurk here will accuse me of fabrication. We know what you think of us, SSRI slingers. Your career is a joke.

I’ve been in and out of psych wards for over a decade now. These fuckers have nearly ruined my life with psych meds while presenting that it was all my fault. I don’t have a job or means of transportation, no school. I get disability to live in the group home I live in, been here a year and I’ve gained 100 pounds.

I have family here, but honestly, they are a big reason why I was introduced to psychiatry in the first place, my sister was the one to first commit me, instead of talking it through with me and maybe finding a practical solution. I love them, but if I were to choose them or me, I choose me.

I’m sure a lot of people ask these sorts of questions. I wish we could all get of out of this hell together

My metabolism has been severely affected; my liver has progressed to grade 3 steatosis, and I have developed prediabetes over the course of two years. My weight increased from 71 kg to 89 kg, and my abdominal girth expanded from 34 inches to 42 inches. This situation has significantly impacted my life. However, I experienced sound and peaceful sleep during the two years I was on olanzapine 2.5mg. I then decided to change my lifestyle, incorporating numerous strength training exercises, cycling, walking, and maintaining a calorie deficit. I began with olanzapine at a dose of 2.5 mg, which I later reduced to 1.25 mg, before switching to quetiapine at 12.5 mg. Unfortunately, this did not provide much relief, as it only allowed me 2-3 hours of sleep. I struggled for two months with just 2 hours of sleep after the switch, but I have since increased the quetiapine dose to 25 mg. For the past month, I have been able to sleep for 6-7 hours, albeit with some fragmentation, and my weight has decreased back to 74 kg from 89 kg. I am hopeful that in the future, I will be able to discontinue quetiapine once my sleep stabilizes completely. My experience with olanzapine has been quite distressing.

I've created this story to show short example of how Schizophrenia can be created like.

Transcription:

So let me tell you this story of 16years old girl named Sophia

Sophia loved to paint images, listen to the music.

She wanted to become professional painter.

Then surprisingly one day she started furiously crying at home.

When parents saw it they tried get to her: What's happening, what's going on.

After crying for next 30minutes she told them she have Anxiety.

(Truth was she was bullied at school for being different, not fitting in within classmates.)

Her parents were supportive and tried their best for her.

So in next days they come with as they supposed was best decision, take her to the doctor.

At the appointment day she was very stressed out and she felt like something is wrong with HER.

Finally doctor calls her out, she comes in with her mother.

Her mother begins with words, my daugher have anexity issues.

Doctor said: Oh thats none of trouble current medicine have progressed a lot and we can treat it with those pills.

"Prescribes Efferox"

Doctor: Those pills will begin to work in two weeks. She should feel much better soon. I recomend therapy.

So as the time passes by pills started to kick in.

Sophia started to feel more relaxed and more impulsive, more talkative.

Classmates started to like her more, bullied to some degree stopped.

Issue is Sophia couldn't know she is on artificially high, she felt like she's feeling more normal.

On next apointment with her mom said: It works!.

Doctor said we can increase dosage twice by now.

(few years later)

Sophia felt quite well over this time, she became student. But anxiety started recently to spike up

Now as she is already 18years old she went to psychiatrist on her own, telling about those issues.

Doctor said: We need to add some anti-anxiety meds

"He Prescribes Xanax 0.5mg once per day"

Sophia: Oh this is what I needed, it feels so good.

This continues for one year. Since she became adult she drinks alcohol as well

Meanwhile she started to behaving more and more against her own personality type.

Doing things she will regret forever in her head.

I need to take more of this pills, she begins taking 1mg of Xanax daily.

Then one day she realizes something isn't quite right, maybe its because of those pills?

She didn't know about withdrawal symptoms, she stopped taking those pills right away.

Over next weeks she felt terrible, like having flu, having those brain zaps all over her body.

And she began to feel suspicious, maybe people are stalking her, laughing at her all this time since 14

She deleted her Facebook account, closed all other online account, she couldn't sleep.

Next morning she woke up with big heart rate. Sophia: They are trying to kill me!

This continued for whole next week.

She coudnt stand it anymore, she coudnt study, she coudnt to anything being in fight or flight mode

She cut her wrists. Parents called an ambulance.

This ended up at psychiatric hospital.

After one week of feeding her with antipsychotic meds risperidone there is an official diagnoze: SCHIZOPHRENIA

Sophia went out of mental hospital, she is devastated here whole life is ruined by diagnosis.

She wanted to stop her meds right away out of hospital but parents convinced her its for her own good.

So she continued taking risperidone, she started gaining 5kg per month. By end of year she was 40kg overweight.

Every month she was becoming more empty, apathetic.

Old passions like drawing didn't feel right anymore, she couldn't be creative.

This is where this story ends I cannot predict what happens to Sophia next, this is how children their parents and adults are being exploited by psychiatrists.

Sophia had drug induced psychosis, not Schizophrenia

Help people like Sophia realizing that they've been victims of evil industry.

Someone else wrote this. It describes my experience well.

"The experience was not merely unpleasant sedation or a collection of manageable “side effects.” It felt like a pharmacologically imposed dismantling of my mind. My thoughts became slower and less substantial; my emotions, motivation, curiosity, pleasure, spontaneity and ability to connect with other people were profoundly suppressed. Tasks that once came naturally required enormous effort, while much of my inner life seemed inaccessible.

The most terrifying part was remaining conscious enough to recognise what I had lost. I could remember being mentally alive, but I could no longer reach that version of myself. It was like being trapped behind thick glass: awake, but cut off from my emotions, intelligence, personality and capacity to participate fully in life. My body continued to exist, but the faculties that made existence meaningful felt chemically restrained.

“Lobotomy-like” is the closest description I have—not necessarily as a claim that the drug literally performed a surgical lobotomy, but because the resulting emotional flattening, cognitive impairment, passivity and loss of initiative resembled what people associate with one. The symptoms also felt brain-injury-like: impaired concentration, memory, planning, speech, motivation and emotional responsiveness. Whether or not those effects constitute permanent physical damage, the lived experience was one of being neurologically incapacitated.

Calling this simply “tiredness,” “low mood” or “reduced motivation” does not capture its severity. It was an enforced alteration of consciousness and personality—an experience of watching myself disappear while being unable to stop it. That loss of mental autonomy was frightening, disabling and traumatic."

Might be helpful if anyone is trying to describe how terrible being on antipsychotics are.

How will God make it right when he is the problem? He allows psychiatry to exist, and he created mental illnesses.

Psychiatry's attempt at treating mental illness is completely insane. They lobotomize/brain damage people, thats how they "treat" them. It is SICK and EVIL.

By allowing this evil to exist, God is responsible for all those who have been destroyed by these sick twisted freaks.

If God was competent and good, he would have forgiven Adam and Eve instead of cursing us with death, evil, and illnesses.

For anyone with a brain - realize that God is evil.

Exodus 4:11 - "Who gave human beings their mouths? Who makes them deaf or mute? Who gives them sight or makes them blind? Is it not I, the Lord?”

God will not make it right. Not in this life or the after life.

In places where its part of the free healthcare system why would they have psychiatry when there is no ”win” in the sense of money, though I understand that some of it is for the government to have control. Thank you for every and any answer

For me it was these three things, in order:

1. Finding out how abusive the system can be towards patients and experiencing some of it firsthand. This made me critical of psychiatry as an institution, but not as a science just yet.
2. Sincerely falling in love and reflecting on how one of my diagnostic labels (a PD) was pathologizing and even demonizing my feelings, which was disgusting. This made me start thinking critically about the validity of psychiatric interpretations of human life.
3. Finding out during a random self-therapy session that my "imaginary friend" - who was previously regarded as a symptom of some sort of a schizo spectrum disorder - was actually my alter. (Or best understood as such in the psychiatric framework, anyway.) This was the last straw for me. This realization, combined with how none of the psych specialists I talked to over the years ever even suggested a dissociative angle, discredited the psychiatric diagnostic process so bad in my eyes that I decided that I'm officially done with it.

I've generally rejected the psychiatric interpretation of myself since then. I'm not looking for an official diagnosis for the alter thing either - if anything, I'm allowing myself to have a spiritual interpretation of it now rather than a psychiatric one, and it's pretty nice. Not looking at myself through the psych lens is nice in general. Freeing. I don't remember the last time I felt this organically myself!

Anyway, please tell me your own turning away from psychiatry stories? c:

i just found this sub and its like a lightbulb turned on in my head dude...

My parents had me on an adult dose of antipsychotics as a child because i was in psychosis from social isolation (i was taken out of school and locked inside like a caged animal lol). I do not remember ages 9-13 because of it, i was basically catatonic and gained 100+lbs.

I was totally failed by pediatric psychiatry, nobody ever questioned what was going on, no effort was made to improve my living conditions, i didnt even have to go to therapy to be given what was essentially a medication induced lobotomy.

I'm convinced that i would have been 100% normal if the underlying causes of my psychosis were addressed, but instead, my parents were enabled by med providers and i was treated like an animal that had to be tamed. As soon as i went off antipsychotics and was old enough to improve my living situation, i became pretty much normal and im now 100% fully functioning.

Ive been so ashamed of this part of my life, convinced that im fundamentally broken or crazy in some way that nobody else has ever experienced before. Its comforting to learn that this is a known form of abuse that many people have experienced, and im not just a crazy subhuman with "odd"

Wen joker is telling his therapist that he wants another medication n she’s saids he is on like 7 of them already! Shouldn’t he be really fat! In the movie he is a rail but in reality he should be fat as hell

i have troubel remembering past. i need something NATURAL that is NATURAL AND NOT ANIMAL BASED

herbs etc

only replies that actually work... dont come in here with ur "vitamin d" bullshit

I can’t believe how numb I am every time I wake up. It’s a nightmare with no end in sight. These meds are the worst thing on Earth. How the Hell was I destroyed this badly from 3 weeks use at the lowest dose? Hardcore street drugs are far safer.

If only I was warned of the PSSD possibility. 7+ years straight with numb emotions, zero sex drive and zero feeling in orgasms. Extreme anhedonia is beyond unbearable. I don’t know how I’m still around doing this everyday. It is torture man. :(

After a horrific experience with a psychiatrist who told me she “doesn’t care” and hung up on me and refused to refill my medication because I wrote a bad review

Obviously I found a new psych and discussed slowly tapering off Effexor and doing the Prozac bridge so I don’t feel like I’m dying all the time. Also noted I have MCAS and POTS so other physical things to take into consideration. Anyways, after expressing my absolute trembling fear with these withdrawals, he said “let’s cut it in half and then I’ll introduce Prozac later”

I stg these doctors want me dead 😭 this dude didn’t even know the dosages Effexor came in. He didn’t even know was mcas or POTS was and didn’t care to ask more questions or research. genuinely what the fuck is wrong with people.

I decided I’m gonna do the bead method on my own and just get refills, I feel like there’s no point in working with a psych other than refilling my prescriptions.

SSRIs make you emotionally flat and can cause sexual dysfunction. Stimulants like Adderall, Vyvanse, and Concerta are neurotoxic in the long term; they will eventually build up a tolerance and stop working no matter how much you increase the dose. Antipsychotics turn you into an obese, sleepy, emotionless zombie. Benzodiazepines cause horrendous withdrawal symptoms once you quit them, and they build up a tolerance quickly. A lot of people who are depressed or perpetually anxious live in a toxic environment that naturally leads them to feel this way, but psychiatrists try to convince you that there's something wrong with your brain.

Psychiatry is nothing but a waste of money. I'm a working 19-year-old, and I decided to see a psychiatrist once more after I stopped seeing one a year ago. Now I remember why I don't want anything to do with it anymore!!! I agreed to be medicated for insomnia, but it has only made things worse. I don't want anything to do with these drugs. I'm going to quit Mirtazapine cold turkey after two weeks, so wish me luck. I was also on Escitalopram and Levomepromazine in the past for a year, from 16 to 17 when I was a seeing a public psychiatrist, and it was an awful experience. I live in a third world country and these appointments cost $130 USD which may not be a lot of money for people in the USA where psychiatric appointments are way more expensive but here that amount of money takes away a good part of my paycheck.

Long story short my aunty is a (71) F, early July she had a Pinterest email she clicked a link and than suddenly thought she was hacked cause everything started lagging she couldn’t log into things ( I think her wifi is slow ) so everything just loops over and over. Nothing has been taken out of her bank etc etc but she just cant get out of the state that they are going to take everything she is going to be homeless, but the bank said nothing has happened she got a new phone again changed her number but she can’t sleep can barely eat she’s just manic talking fast the paranoia is out of control can anybody give insight if they had experienced something similar themselves or with a family member I don’t know how to help and I want to help, thank you.