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Quote from: ""Nihilanthic""Shes in NC, heh.Go figure I meet her just before Im moving out too :-? If I wasnt literally almost "out the door" Id help myself, but ill be in florida very shortly.Also, I made that post on her behalf because her IP was blacklisted... must be spammers. She doesnt have an account yet I dont think, but Ill see if I can get her a proxy or something.Where in NC, Niles?Julie
Shes in NC, heh.Go figure I meet her just before Im moving out too :-? If I wasnt literally almost "out the door" Id help myself, but ill be in florida very shortly.Also, I made that post on her behalf because her IP was blacklisted... must be spammers. She doesnt have an account yet I dont think, but Ill see if I can get her a proxy or something.
Well... where to start... I was prescribed my first medicine, Zoloft, which I have been taking for years. Ever since then, I have been seeing various psychiatrists. As of recently, there is a program called the 'ACT Team' which has been visiting me. They are comprised of a nurse, who asks how I'm feeling and if I'm seeing/hearing things and if I'm taking my meds; then there's the psychiatrist who prescribes my meds; then there's these other people... they ask me lots of questions. Going back abit, you see, this all started, the whole 'ACT Team' thing, after I was admitted to Dorthea Dix hospital. This was all over dad convincing the Psychiatrist that I was crazy. You see, he used imaginary threats that I had never made against him as an excuse for me needing to go to the hospital. At first the psychiatrist tried to convince him out of it, then, for whatever reason, he changed his mind. I was immediately handcuffed, placed in some sort of holding room at the mental health center, stayed there for hours on end, and was finally admitted to Dorthea Dix. There, I stayed for a week in misery, wondering when they would let me out, because I had done nothing wrong. In all honesty, I think dad is the one with the mental condition. I need serious help, I need to get out.......
Quote from: ""modsan""Well... where to start... I was prescribed my first medicine, Zoloft, which I have been taking for years. Ever since then, I have been seeing various psychiatrists. As of recently, there is a program called the 'ACT Team' which has been visiting me. They are comprised of a nurse, who asks how I'm feeling and if I'm seeing/hearing things and if I'm taking my meds; then there's the psychiatrist who prescribes my meds; then there's these other people... they ask me lots of questions. Going back abit, you see, this all started, the whole 'ACT Team' thing, after I was admitted to Dorthea Dix hospital. This was all over dad convincing the Psychiatrist that I was crazy. You see, he used imaginary threats that I had never made against him as an excuse for me needing to go to the hospital. At first the psychiatrist tried to convince him out of it, then, for whatever reason, he changed his mind. I was immediately handcuffed, placed in some sort of holding room at the mental health center, stayed there for hours on end, and was finally admitted to Dorthea Dix. There, I stayed for a week in misery, wondering when they would let me out, because I had done nothing wrong. In all honesty, I think dad is the one with the mental condition. I need serious help, I need to get out.......Stop pissing in the sink!!!
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