How do I break up with my psychiatrist? He must be a duck because all he does is quack (The Midnight Panic Part 2)
So I finally got in to see my shrink about my late-night anxiety issues. I got the following lovely accusations and advice:
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He told me flat-out that I 'didn't have a life' and that spent all my time at work or at school. I responded that I am a bellydancer and practice multiple times a week. I also enjoy making crafts. He made a terrible assumption about my personal life because he never bothered to ask and I never thought it relevant to share. I also have a partner but I think it wouldn't go over well if he knew I was gay.
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I am an 'anxious person'. Obviously this means I need to stop thinking anxious thoughts. Don't you know that if you don't think anxious thoughts you don't get anxiety? I wasn't under the impression that's how anxiety worked, but COLOR ME MISTAKEN.
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He wrote me a script for a prescription-strength antihistimine to help me sleep on anxiety nights. Problem? By the time I realize I won't be sleeping on an anxiety night, it's about 4-5 hours before I need to be awake! If I took a sleep aid, I WOULD NOT WAKE UP.
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I never got to ask about Intuniv or Strattera because he was giving me unsolicited advice for how to deal with school.
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One piece of this advice included 'offering 50 dollars to a clinic supervisor who isn't providing me with one-on-one attention.' When I countered that this is bad for all the students to come after me (not having 50 bucks nonwithstanding) he said that I would have to weigh my principles against my desire to succeed.
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So at this point, I'm in the process of trying to find a new psychiatrist. I'm not sure what the procedure is with insurance. Do I just make an appointment with a new shrink, or...
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I'm afraid of meeting another shrink. I have a diagnosis but I don't want someone to tell me I don't have ADHD because I have a Master's degree and am working on a second. The instant you look at my life as a composite the deficit is there. I'm held together with duct tape and wishes. So seeing another shrink kind of terrifies me, despite the fact that I was diagnosed in 30 minutes by a doctor who was an expert after dealing with a quack or two who tried to give me an inkblot test and claim I was autistic. She said that my overall profile was pretty textbook for a woman with ADHD. Too bad I don't live in that city anymore, or I'd go back to her.
tl;dr: How do I break up with my terribad psychiatrist?
Edit: Yes, I'm filling the script for the antihistamines. I have terrible cat allergies and I could use 'em for when I sleep in houses with cats in them. This is a frequent occurrence and they might help me with another sort of sleepless night.
Posted Feb 14, 2015, 5:19 AM UTC · edited
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Anyway, it is pretty simple. Just call your psychiatrist or leave a message, saying you are switching doctors and would like your medical records transferred to them. If you want to add a reason, you can say that you are switching to a doctor closer to where you live. That is what I said when I was ending it with my old psychiatrist.