Abuse by psychiatrist

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Were you abused by psychiatrist?

could you define abuse?

i have had psycharistris lie about me, to my detriment.

ive also recieved some nasty comments on the way i dress, which i found offensive, especially comeing from frumpy smelly woman at the tavistock.

but hitting me, or making sexual advances, no.

i have had psycharistris lie about me, to my detriment.

ive also recieved some nasty comments on the way i dress, which i found offensive, especially comeing from frumpy smelly woman at the tavistock.

but hitting me, or making sexual advances, no.

i have had psycharistris lie about me, to my detriment.

ive also recieved some nasty comments on the way i dress, which i found offensive, especially comeing from frumpy smelly woman at the tavistock.

but hitting me, or making sexual advances, no.

on idea how i did that three times- sorry?!

on idea how i did that three times- sorry?!

If you could define abuse that would help.

Psychiatry is a sham practice, so I'd say that any psychiatric intervention would count as abuse. Psychiatrists do not deal with you as an individual or try to address your specific problems at all; they try to force your symptoms to fit a neat little standardized box so they can treat it with medication and furthermore chalk any and all problems you have up to chemical imbalances and do nothing other than throw drugs at you.

What you want to see is an actual psychologist, somebody who actually believes in cognitive-behavioral methods and isn't just a glorified medical practitioner with the ability to prescribe drugs for non medical problems.

I voted no, by the way, simply because I've never been to nor would I ever see a psychiatrist. See a psychologist; there's a huge difference between the two, not only in method but in their basic theories of how the mind works.

I answered yes to this, but it wasn't a psychiatrist but a psychologist who sexually took advantage of me, threatened me not to talk and basically kept me like a prisoner in his home for three years. Of course, I successfully sued him.

I think there are bad apples in every profession .It is certainly deplorable especially in the case of psychatairy since a person is most vulnerable before a psychologist,shares every thing but if some body took undue advantage especially sexual ones are certainly not done.

When I was diagnosed (with another mental disorder than AS) the psychiatrist really didn't like me, said some fairly negitive comment but the one phrase which stuck out was that "this [the diagnosis] was the end of a lot of things for me", that it would have a crippling affect on my life. Which struck me as a bit of a kick in the teeth. I went home, read up about the disorder and then simply ignored the diagnosis because it stuck me as nonesense. Had I believed him though, I could see his remarks having a significant negitive affect. Perhaps that counts as abuse, I suspect I'd have either complained or laughed in his face had it happened today.

I had to see a psychologist alonside my college counselor so that I could continue to be prescribed my anti-depressants. I felt he seemed less sympathetic and sometimes sounded insulting/mean about my emotional difficulties.

Then he just starting getting really...really...really neglectful. I was on 20mg of Celexa for some months before I made a huge suicidal attempt over an incident with my friends. It wasn't the caused of some chemical imbalance. I even told him this incident and my huge remorse over it was what was making me suicidal but instead he decided to up my dose to 25mg.

The Next Week
Doc: Are you still depressed?
Me: Yes
Doc: Let's move you up to 30mg.

The week after that
Doc: Are you still depressed?
Me: Yes
Doc: Let's move you up to 40mg

The week after that week
Doc: Are you still depressed?
Me: Yes
Doc: Let's move you up to 50mg

I never bothered with taking that much cause I completely gave up on my college's counseling services after that. When it got to 50mg, I knew this whole thing was getting completely out of whack. I would've preferred that they helped me get through my remorse (the true cause of my suicidal depression) instead of focusing on balancing my brain chemicals.

i was "restrained" by an a**hole therapist.. i think he was a psychologist but not 100%..
i made no agressive moves against him & he tried to grab me up out of my chair, he was 6 foot something & i'm not.. he pulled me up by my arms & then I pushed him off me&backed into a corner.. i don't remember exactly but he "wrestled" me to the floor & put his knees into my back & restrained my arms & then a woman "helped" him hold me down, while i had a panic attack & started hyper-ventilating..
i shouted & cried out for a good 2 minutes i think.. until finally i was released & crawled (Very quickly ) under his desk & curled up in a ball, meanwhile they left the room laughing.. he left the practice soon after, with an untarnished record, while i was labelled as a violent patient.. if i saw HIM again maybe hehe but i'm not violent at all.. Fudo is Fudo as i say
all he had to say was he "perceived a threat" the police can do it legally too..

the only psychiatrist i ment was a real as*hole who worked for the guidance center. i forgot his name, but he was a a typical fat f**k always going to mexico by writing perscriptions that were unessassry. dude was a clown, and i almost told that right to his face exept i have morals