Has anyone else ever had the experience that their doctor or therapist put you in a position that made you feel they were basically like..."so you're here...now convince me you need to be here."
That is how I felt yesterday with my new Psychiatrist...and it really screwed up the rest of my day and sent me down into the shame spiral ending again with SI and a deep sense of worthlessness.
Granted he is new to me and he is only going off what another Psychiatrist has diagnosed me with...but seriously...if I was well...I wouldn't have been in his office to begin with!!!
So I had to rehash many parts of the trauma and relive the last year as this all came to the forefront. I felt I had to share difficult things I can barely talk about with my T (who I have grown to trust very much).
I remember feeling the adrenaline rushing through my body and I was feeling attacked...and even belittled...as if he didn't believe I was as depressed or suffering from c-PTSD. I was exhausted when the whole thing was over and just wanted to crawl into bed and never leave.
In the end...I don't know what he thinks...but he did prescribe me some new meds and scheduled to see him again in two weeks.
Either way...here it is the next day and I am still reeling from that experience.
Has anyone else had this experience or something like it?
Is this just something that has to happen when we see a new person?
That is how I felt yesterday with my new Psychiatrist...and it really screwed up the rest of my day and sent me down into the shame spiral ending again with SI and a deep sense of worthlessness.
Granted he is new to me and he is only going off what another Psychiatrist has diagnosed me with...but seriously...if I was well...I wouldn't have been in his office to begin with!!!
So I had to rehash many parts of the trauma and relive the last year as this all came to the forefront. I felt I had to share difficult things I can barely talk about with my T (who I have grown to trust very much).
I remember feeling the adrenaline rushing through my body and I was feeling attacked...and even belittled...as if he didn't believe I was as depressed or suffering from c-PTSD. I was exhausted when the whole thing was over and just wanted to crawl into bed and never leave.
In the end...I don't know what he thinks...but he did prescribe me some new meds and scheduled to see him again in two weeks.
Either way...here it is the next day and I am still reeling from that experience.
Has anyone else had this experience or something like it?
Is this just something that has to happen when we see a new person?