I was brought up in an abusive dysfunctional family and when I grew up, I created an abusive dysfunctional family, unknowingly! I even became a nonconformist and still have trouble with that one!
Ever since I was 14 years old (I'm 50 now), I have been seeing GP's, Councillors, Social workers, Psychologists, Behavioural psychologists and of course, Psychiatrists!
I have been diagnosed with having everything from, dyslexia, depression, panic anxiety, generalized anxiety, separation anxiety, agoraphobia, bipolar, psychosis, PTSD, ADHD and of course, borderline autism etc etc
All in all, I have ADHD and the rest comes with it, especially the dysfunctional upbringing.
I met this psychiatrist about 10 years ago! I hated him on my first visit... He challenged me and I didn't like it. Scared me he did. He was trying to get in my head and wouldn't let me in his :( I stormed out of his office, never to return. But I did! I wasn't going to let this old coot get the better of me... I went back!
For 7 years, each weak, I would go to visit this old coot! His favourite question is... What are you scared of, what is the worst thing that can happen! Stumped me every time!!! I use to call my appointments, Wednesday whinge day and for 7 years I whined my little ass of :)
One day, out of know where, my doctor asked me if I would like to help him on his property! For some reason, this man liked me! For many years, I didn't pay him and he didn't pay me! He fed me well, got me to know his delightful family and spoilt my family, worked me hard and "never" said a bad word to or about me. We are still very good friends today (to the professionals out there. I understand that this is not ethical, however it worked in my case). On the weekends we never discussed my issues, so I made up for it on Wednesdays :D
What I learnt about my doctor was that he became a surgeon for the army, moved onto being a neuro surgeon, got bored and took up psychiatry and then specialized in ADHD and PTSD until he retired a few years ago. What he did for me was remove PTSD, taught me to control the ADHD and then became my friend.
From where I was to where I am today. My life has become so much better and that is the moral to this story.
P.S All I can say to you all is, you will never fail if you never give up trying :)
Ever since I was 14 years old (I'm 50 now), I have been seeing GP's, Councillors, Social workers, Psychologists, Behavioural psychologists and of course, Psychiatrists!
I have been diagnosed with having everything from, dyslexia, depression, panic anxiety, generalized anxiety, separation anxiety, agoraphobia, bipolar, psychosis, PTSD, ADHD and of course, borderline autism etc etc
All in all, I have ADHD and the rest comes with it, especially the dysfunctional upbringing.
I met this psychiatrist about 10 years ago! I hated him on my first visit... He challenged me and I didn't like it. Scared me he did. He was trying to get in my head and wouldn't let me in his :( I stormed out of his office, never to return. But I did! I wasn't going to let this old coot get the better of me... I went back!
For 7 years, each weak, I would go to visit this old coot! His favourite question is... What are you scared of, what is the worst thing that can happen! Stumped me every time!!! I use to call my appointments, Wednesday whinge day and for 7 years I whined my little ass of :)
One day, out of know where, my doctor asked me if I would like to help him on his property! For some reason, this man liked me! For many years, I didn't pay him and he didn't pay me! He fed me well, got me to know his delightful family and spoilt my family, worked me hard and "never" said a bad word to or about me. We are still very good friends today (to the professionals out there. I understand that this is not ethical, however it worked in my case). On the weekends we never discussed my issues, so I made up for it on Wednesdays :D
What I learnt about my doctor was that he became a surgeon for the army, moved onto being a neuro surgeon, got bored and took up psychiatry and then specialized in ADHD and PTSD until he retired a few years ago. What he did for me was remove PTSD, taught me to control the ADHD and then became my friend.
From where I was to where I am today. My life has become so much better and that is the moral to this story.
P.S All I can say to you all is, you will never fail if you never give up trying :)
