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Treatment Abuse, Behavior Modification, Thought Reform => The Troubled Teen Industry => Topic started by: Anonymous on October 02, 2006, 04:37:19 AM
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Well... where to start...
My dad has allways been overprotective of me my entire life. You see, my mother died while I was young so it has been dad's responsibility to 'take care' of me. Ever since I was seven years old, he has deprived me of social situations, by forbidding me to go to friend's houses and social events. I think that's where an early part of my problem began. Moving on, I was picked on most of my life because I didn't know how to interact socially, allways being the 'quiet one'. I've had to be submissive to my dad, because he has allways been the main authority to me. I felt 'obligated' to listen to me. Just to get it out of the way, he's never sexually abused me, though he has caused physical harm, though nothing major. I started visiting a psychiatrist when I was in middle school, because dad said I was unusually depressed for a teen. Well you probably know why. 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. Note: I was over 18 at the time. I was just simply afraid and did not know what to do, so I took no action. I was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia, even though I highly doubt that is my condition. I seem normal and have none of the symptoms of the disorder; most of all, I do not see or hear things and never have. Not to mention that I was taken to a neurologist the other week and they did one of the tests with the wires to the head on me. Turned out, they could find nothing.To date, I am being forced to see various doctors. I take over ten prescribed medications for who-knows-what, I lost track. I have run away from home to stay with friends twice; neither time could I stay long because of various issues. On one of these occasions, dad had pointed a gun at me out of anger. I walked four miles to a friend's house because I did not feel safe at home. Even ever since I turned 18 [I am 19 now], dad threatens me by saying that he will have me put 'somewhere' for 'someone' to 'take care' of me because he 'can' and 'there's nothing you can do about it'. He's such a control freak, he thinks he can tell me every little thing to do. I'm talking about beyond chores. I'm talking about, he won't let me walk down the street without him following me in his car. He tells me who I can and cannot talk to. Incidents like that. I have no rights. I have no freedom. I am an intelligent adult and I am being treated like I am mentally retarded. And I have to do what he says, no matter what it is, or there will be 'consequences'. I have no real life friends anymore. All I do is stay on the computer all day. I have no one to turn to. I have no job, no money, no experience, cannot drive [and that is because dad claims I'm too 'unstable' and will not let me touch his car], so I'm stuck. In all honesty, I think dad is the one with the mental condition. I need serious help, I need to get out.......
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Thats really awful...
All I can say is get a job and get into school and try to find a way to get transportation.
Julie, Deb, any of you got some advice?
Doesnt having a BRAIN SCAN show up negative mean something?
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I would try a women's shelter, for the abused women in relationships, and see if they can get you some help and some legal assistance. If you are over 18, I dont believe your father can be the one putting you anywhere. I was 18 when I dropped out of college (stupid), and moved out on my own, and my father threatened to come get me and disowned me temporarily and i reminded him that i was 18 and there wasnt a damn thing he could do about it. And nothing happened of course. I think the state would decide if you are competant to live on your own, and get your own independent doctors to treat you. 10 medications sound like 9 too many to tell you the truth. But get treated independantly and get away from him and get some legal help. He cannot control you forever. Tell the courts what he has done with the gun, and not letting you walk down the street, etc. But see if the abused womens shelter can help you. Or maybe just go to the police station and tell them you dont feel safe with your father anymore that he is acting irrationally.
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Ditto. Contact all the Human Rights Advocates you can find in your area. Contact Mind Freedom, see if they can help or advise.
http://www.mindfreedom.org/ (http://www.mindfreedom.org/)
Advocacy and Activism:
http://www.mindfreedom.org/links.shtml#ADVOCACY (http://www.mindfreedom.org/links.shtml#ADVOCACY)
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Damn, your post sounds so much like my life. i am appalled that they always say take a pill, you will feel better. And they keep you in the same situation. Never had to deal with the Baker Act but I had to deal with the wonderful ACS. As for the Baker Act, somehow you re gonna have to prove you are competant. I think the Legal Aid Society would be a great choice. They could provide you with seeing a psyciatrist, who can declare you competant. But the thing is if The Baker Act is sucessful and you fled jurisdiction, I think the would treat that much the same as if you had a warrant. Good Luck.
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TSW, I understand your thinking but there have been many cases where people have been picked up on a Psych Hold. They could view fleeing as inflicting pain on herself. I know that is totally sick, but that is how the fucked up system works.
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I meant also to say that might not view her having a job, etc, as adequate evidence and that could lead to an indefinite stay in some Hospital or whatever. Hopefully, she will never have to find out either way.
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Yeah, and also do not let your father or anybody provoke you into any acts of frustration. They might try to give you the 'Acid Test' so to speak.
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Sorry to sound to retarded but I just realized you might not be in the state of Florida. My bad, but either way don't hesitate to contact me.
three springs waygookin
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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.
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Nikolas, You are a troll. How do you expect to have any credibility here? How many aliases do you have here? 5? 10? how many Nikolas? Can't everyone see what my sister says about this forum is so true?
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what hte hell are you talking about?
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"The Problem with the Safety of Roundup Ready Soybeans"
Judy Carman, PhD MPH
Flinders University
Southern Australia
August 1999
The following is a critique of the methods used by Monsanto in their assessment that their product, Roundup Ready soybeans, also known as glyphosate-tolerant soybean line 40-3-2, is safe for human and animal consumption. The methods critiqued are those that appear in the 'Full Assessment Report and Regulatory Impact Assessment'(by Monsanto) to ANZFA (The Australian and New Zealand Food Authority).
The pesticide 'Roundup' works by inhibiting an enzyme that is necessary for the plant to synthesise certain aromatic amino acids, killing the plant. The targeted enzyme is called 5-enolpyruvyl shikimate-3-phosphate synthetase, or EPSPS. The genetic modification in Roundup Ready soybeans involves incorporating a bacterial version of this enzyme, (from Agrobacterium species, strain CP4) into the soybean plant, giving the soybean protection from Roundup. ...
Full article: http://www.biotech-info.net/problem_with_soy.html (http://www.biotech-info.net/problem_with_soy.html)
Yeah, whoever they are. They started litigating and regulating the term "organic" a number of years ago already. By now I guess it means about as much as the definition of a vegetable serving that covers a ketchup packet.
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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
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I think what my sistr is talkig about is Niles just admitted posting anon and telling someone's'story. So, if you troled once, how do we know you have not done so before?
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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
Fayetteville.
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Michael Muldoon is a moron. He should go play Checkers with the hispanics and coloreds in his neighborhood instead of dispensing advice on this forum.
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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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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!!!
:rofl:
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"The Problem with the Safety of Roundup Ready Soybeans"
Shit! Wrong thread. Sorry!