I told them why I was depressed
My mother thinks I should see a therapist, but won't listen when I tell her I need one that has knowledge of Asperger's. I'm supposed to call a crisis hotline whenever I get depressed but I have a feeling these crisis hotline people wouldn't know how to help me. It's all "you need to try antidepressants", even after I tell them antidepressants made me very sick and I'm STILL trying to recover from it. I have a "job" now and might be going to school soon; so I can't risk flying off the handle for something trivial like I did when I was on antidepressants. I was a minor back then so I had no choice in taking them and I had no idea what they could do to me. But no one wants to listen to me about WHY I am so depressed in the first place. And when I tell them, they say there's nothing they can do about it...but they could.
They could talk to the zoo I tried to volunteer for and tell them they need to be honest about what kind of people they are looking for. Apparently, you need to have college credits just to work in the gift shop. I don't even have a high school diploma. I'm trying to get one but I need motivation and what little I have is starting to drain. I think my mom thinks seeing a therapist is somehow going to break my obsession/special interest of being a veterinarian. When people suggest other things or tell me it will be too hard, I secretly want to strangle them. They have no idea that this is a lifeline for me...my only one. I don't listen to people who tell me to be a zookeeper or veterinary technician, but it's still kinda hard when all you hear is how you should because THEY think being an actual DVM will be too hard for you...even after you've told them several times how much this upsets you and they WON'T shut up about it.
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They could talk to the zoo I tried to volunteer for and tell them they need to be honest about what kind of people they are looking for. Apparently, you need to have college credits just to work in the gift shop. I don't even have a high school diploma. I'm trying to get one but I need motivation and what little I have is starting to drain. I think my mom thinks seeing a therapist is somehow going to break my obsession/special interest of being a veterinarian. When people suggest other things or tell me it will be too hard, I secretly want to strangle them. They have no idea that this is a lifeline for me...my only one. I don't listen to people who tell me to be a zookeeper or veterinary technician, but it's still kinda hard when all you hear is how you should because THEY think being an actual DVM will be too hard for you...even after you've told them several times how much this upsets you and they WON'T shut up about it.
My mom was (she's alive, but not on the job) a veterinarian technician. She said they're basically the same thing (at least they were where I am in the mid-2000's). Except VTs perform less surgeries. It's also easier for VTs to get hired apparently, but I do not know if this is true. Anyway, back to the main point. It seems as if you have to help yourself. I know that this may be hard, but you need to strengthen your mind. Break free from the trap known as other people. I wish you the best of luck.
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How many different AD's did you try or was it just one brand. Maybe a different AD won't give you the side effects your worried about. But as you say and from my own understanding , a therapist with knowledge of Aspergers would be in the best position to help you with depression.
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I'm not sure. I was on several. None of them actually helped me. Some did nothing, but most of them made me sick or made my mood swings worse. My mom thought I was bipolar or something because of the mood swings which she said I had since I was a baby. They got worse when I entered my teens. They were made worse from frustration of not being allowed to talk about my special interests or having limits set on how long I could talk about them while everyone else was free to talk about the same thing for as long as they wanted. My parents want me to see a new psychiatrist too because my current one doesn't give me antidepressants...uh, that's because I've asked him not too. I think my parents just don't like my current one because they think he's gay.
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I'm not sure. I was on several. None of them actually helped me. Some did nothing, but most of them made me sick or made my mood swings worse. My mom thought I was bipolar or something because of the mood swings which she said I had since I was a baby. They got worse when I entered my teens. They were made worse from frustration of not being allowed to talk about my special interests or having limits set on how long I could talk about them while everyone else was free to talk about the same thing for as long as they wanted. My parents want me to see a new psychiatrist too because my current one doesn't give me antidepressants...uh, that's because I've asked him not too. I think my parents just don't like my current one because they think he's gay.
Don't take this the wrong way but your parents seem a little old fashioned with their views on things. If you are getting what you need from your psychiatrist stay with him and try and convince you folks he is what you need.
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Hypocrisy is the greatest luxury. Raise the double standard
I'm not sure. I was on several. None of them actually helped me. Some did nothing, but most of them made me sick or made my mood swings worse. My mom thought I was bipolar or something because of the mood swings which she said I had since I was a baby. They got worse when I entered my teens. They were made worse from frustration of not being allowed to talk about my special interests or having limits set on how long I could talk about them while everyone else was free to talk about the same thing for as long as they wanted. My parents want me to see a new psychiatrist too because my current one doesn't give me antidepressants...uh, that's because I've asked him not too. I think my parents just don't like my current one because they think he's gay.
Don't take this the wrong way but your parents seem a little old fashioned with their views on things.
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You are living on your own, with your own income that you control now, correct? You are a legal adult who can choose your own medical provider, fill out your own applications for college, and talk all day long about meerkats if you like. Try to look ahead and work toward your goal, if that is your lifeline. Looking back on your life with your parents is making you bitter and unable to be successful on your own terms.
I just no longer live with my parents. My mother has power of attorney over me. My so called "job" is just volunteering.
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