First piece of advice: GET OUT OF WEST VIRGINIA!! !!
Invest the time, the money, the trouble, and whatever else you need to to go to Pittsburgh, or Baltimore/DC, or Columbus, or Cleveland, or where-ever you have to go to find someone who UNDERSTANDS your condition.
You will be DAMN lucky to find anyone in West Virginia who will not merely increase the dose until you can no longer complain.
I'm not some high-tit city chick biased against "ignorant hillbillies." I was born and raised in West Virginia-- way out in the boonies, about an hour west of Morgantown. I love that place and those people.
But therapists in Morgantown gave me bad advice. Therapists and psychiatrists in Clarksburg, all well-meaning, almost killed me with Celexa and Risperdal. "This is how we treat autism spectrum disorders," they said. I tried to explain that it didn't have to be that way. "You're noncompliant and argumentative," they said. "This is why you need more risperidone."
If I had not washed up in Pittsburgh, I would not be alive.
SEEK TREATMENT OUTSIDE OF WEST VIRGINIA. It's a wonderful place, but from a mental healthcare standpoint, it's stuck in the 1950's.
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"