Speechless with happines
Why, you may ask? Because today I saw my new psychiatrist, and he told me that I am not schizophrenic! I never was! I was misdiagnosed!
You have no idea how happy this revelation makes me. Ever since my schizophrenia diagnosis, I've thought that I was damaged goods. That I could never accomplish anything. That I would never achieve my dreams because the "schizophrenic" label would stick to me forever. Well, that label has fallen off, now, and it is never coming back.
Am I mad at my previous mental health professional for the misdiagnosis? Kinda, but then again, I've never been the most forthcoming person about my feelings and thoughts and what's happening around me. And I wasn't being very helpful to that person, so she really couldn't make an accurate diagnosis. Though she was rather eager to get me on one med that has caused me to gain 100 lbs since I started taking it. Oh well, no matter. I'm going off it immediately anyways.
I have never felt so good about being wrong about something! I feel so much better just from having heard my new psychiatrist say the words "I don't think you are schizophrenic." It's going to be a tough road ahead, getting off some of my meds. But now that I know that nothing is beyond my grasp, getting off meds is small potatoes.
You have no idea how happy this revelation makes me. Ever since my schizophrenia diagnosis, I've thought that I was damaged goods. That I could never accomplish anything. That I would never achieve my dreams because the "schizophrenic" label would stick to me forever. Well, that label has fallen off, now, and it is never coming back.
Am I mad at my previous mental health professional for the misdiagnosis? Kinda, but then again, I've never been the most forthcoming person about my feelings and thoughts and what's happening around me. And I wasn't being very helpful to that person, so she really couldn't make an accurate diagnosis. Though she was rather eager to get me on one med that has caused me to gain 100 lbs since I started taking it. Oh well, no matter. I'm going off it immediately anyways.
I have never felt so good about being wrong about something! I feel so much better just from having heard my new psychiatrist say the words "I don't think you are schizophrenic." It's going to be a tough road ahead, getting off some of my meds. But now that I know that nothing is beyond my grasp, getting off meds is small potatoes.