<p>Earlier this year, I kept having dreams/suspicions that someone was after me. </p>
<p>After nearly dying in an accident and seeing other strange things happen, I finally told the authorities about my suspicions. I was hysterical when talking to them because I was upset about so many things. Seeing my frantic state, the policewoman to whom I spoke recommended that I go to the ER (there was one other cop with us). I obliged, which I now regret doing. </p>
<p>The ER later sent me to the inpatient psychiatric unit. I stayed there for several days and was given medication.</p>
<p>Upon my discharge, I got a prescription for the medication and referrals to a psychologist and psychiatrist. I no longer see the psychologist due to transportation issues. I also stopped taking the medication within days of my discharge because of the side effects.</p>
<p>Thus far, I’ve had two outpatient appointments with the psychiatrist. The first, which was roughly two weeks after my discharge, went well. During the appointment, I admitted to not taking the medication and having acted irrationally. That is, instead of going to the police, I should have beefed up our home’s security and installed more lights around the residence. The psychiatrist didn’t object to my withdrawal from the medication. And since he saw that I was thinking more clearly, he decided to temporarily take me off it and take a conservative treatment approach. I saw him for a follow-up appointment roughly a month later.</p>
<p>During the second appointment, I told the psychiatrist about another issue that I was experiencing: my existential crisis (which was loosely related to my suspicions). I told him that I questioned the purpose of life. I also told him that I’m seeking real truth since so many of the things that we believe in life are illusions. I also told him that I was disheartened by the materialism, hate, and superficiality that is so prevalent in our society and that I was searching for true meaning and inner peace. </p>
<p>He told me that I sounded like a schizophrenic and that I should get on with my life, get a stable job, and stop indulging in such thoughts. My family is upset that I confided so greatly in him. I (perhaps naively) felt that I should confide in him so that he could truly understand me, thereby hopefully providing better care. </p>
<p>I have another appointment next month. I, however, no longer want to see him. During the last appointment, he strongly insisted that I’m schizophrenia, which I no longer believe. I’m not hearing voices, seeing things, nor acting out. I’ve had a rough life, and while there are times when I fear the people from my past, I’m no longer as scared as I was earlier this year. I now realize that I can’t worry about things over which I have no control. If I’ve done everything in my power to stay safe, why worry?</p>
<p>In retrospect, I regret having gone to the ER, having taken the medications, and having made the outpatient appointments. I’m beginning to question the ethics of the psychiatry profession and wonder if they often make arbritrary, hasty, and unsubstantiated diagnoses. (Please see the Washington Post article below) </p>
<p>What I need now is an exit strategy. I worry that the doctor will label me as schizophrenic–a label which has serious consequences. On the other hand, I can’t lie to him and tell him that I don’t mull over existential questions or that I’m fully content with the world in which we live. (I did, however, agree with his statement that I should improve my employment situation, which is something that I’m working on.) He has a very probing and inquisitive personality, so I can’t vaguely answer questions nor evade them.</p>
<p>Should I just cancel the appointment for next month? If so, how should I do it, and what should I tell the receptionist? Also, it takes at least six months to make a schizophrenic diagnosis. If I cancel the appointment, can he still make a diagnosis, and will that haunt me when seeking health insurance or applying for certain jobs? Who could access these medical records, and what would they make of them? What should I do at this point? </p>
<p>I feel trapped.</p>
<p>I incidentally chanced upon this Washington Post article a few days after my discharge. It made me think about many things. Please read it when you get the chance.
Here’s the link: <a href=“http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/psychiatrys-bible-the-dsm-is-doing-more-harm-than-good/2012/04/27/gIQAqy0WlT_story_1.html[/url]”>http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/psychiatrys-bible-the-dsm-is-doing-more-harm-than-good/2012/04/27/gIQAqy0WlT_story_1.html</a></p>