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A whole new life

Today will mark the beginning of a new chapter in the life of Psych Patient, MD.

I withdrew from therapy, and I am going to wean myself off of all of my medications.

I have also undergone a few of the most stressful life changes a person can endure.

This ought to be a roller coaster of a ride.

Please don’t try this at home.

Inspiration Self-development Therapy

What Are Goals and Goal Setting?

Interesting questions from Visualized.Feel.Abundance.

What is your definition of a goal, and what does goal setting mean to you?

I believe people think of me as a goal-oriented person, but I’m not so sure of that. I have achieved much in my life, but were any of my achievements actual goals of mine? I never thought about it much. It feels like I just “went with the flow.” I don’t think that I do so good at making plans. I’m just hard-headed and determined to get things done.

Participate in the discussion at Visualized.Feel.Abundance by clicking on the “read more” link below, or leave a comment here (or both!).

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I need therapy (DUH)

There’s a 65% Chance That You Need Therapy

You almost certainly need therapy. And there’s nothing wrong with that.
Lately life has not been easy for you. Why not let a therapist help you sort things out?
Do You Need Therapy?
ADHD Medications Therapy

Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder refresher

Kenneth J. Headen, M.D., psychiatrist and author, has written an excellent review about ADHD on his blog.

Dr. Headen holds a special place in my heart. He and ariadneK were the first to link back to the original Psych Patient, MD blog. Both Dr. Headen’s and ariadneK’s blogs are worth bookmarking. The links are listed under Mental Health Blogs in my blogroll.


The most caring child

Help Comes In Many Forms …

Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he
was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the
most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next
door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard,
climbed onto his lap and just sat there. When his mother asked him what
he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped
him cry.”

Tidbit found on Resource-A-Day Newsletter.

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Dreams Therapy

What do YOUR dreams mean? is a blog full of fun quizzes, memes, and toys that you can add to your blog. The quizzes cover a wide variety of interesting topics. Mostly just for fun, many of my quiz results are fascinatingly accurate. For example, here are my results for a quiz on dreams.

What Your Dreams Mean…

Your dreams seem to show that you’re a bit disturbed … but nothing serious.

You may have a problem that you’re trying to work out in your sleep.

You tend to be a very productive thinker.

Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities.

You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.

What Do Your Dreams Mean?
Blog News Therapy


For those interested in learning how I got started in blogging, I will be posting a link to a webpage that will list the entries from the original Psych Patient, MD blog. You will not be able to post new comments to those entries. The page will simply be the posts and comments for your reading curiosity. The link will be listed under Mental Health Blogs.

I used to journal the old-fashioned way, with pen and paper. When I re-read previous entries, the emotions I felt when I was writing the entry came rushing back. I am amazed that the same thing is happening to me as I am setting up the new web page. In formatting the page, I am also editing for spelling, so I am re-reading my old blog. Boy, was that an intense time for me! Tough as it is to re-live that era of my life, it does remind me of why I started blogging. My passion for mental health advocacy has been re-awakened. And that passion is beginning to spark my writing muse anew.

There’s life in this old girl yet!



Strangely enough, cradling a cat in my lap has a calming effect on me. I say strangely because I did not grow up with pets in the house. In fact, I have always been afraid of animals. Never trusted what they would do. I was a bit apprehensive when my boyfriend told me that he had two dogs and three cats in his household. But I have fallen in love with every single one of them. One cat, Remy, is my favorite. She was the first to jump into my lap. She lets me hold her and pet her. Sometimes she curls up and goes to sleep. My boyfriend says he has to compete with her for my time!

One day I had Remy in my lap and I was talking to her. Silly talk. (I didn’t expect her to answer me, so no calls to my therapist, okay?) I asked her if she would be my “babydoll” now that my nephew is all grown up and doesn’t need me anymore. That’s when it hit me. Holding Remy reminds me of holding Billy when he was little. Remy jumps into my lap when I am working on the computer. I used to give Billy a pencil and a piece of paper so that he could “help me” with my homework as he sat in my lap. And I used to love holding him as a sleeping baby.

I guess it’s not just pets. It’s contact with another living being that is so calming. So comforting.

Hug someone you love today.

Medications Therapy

Sleep and Meds

I take all of my medications in the morning. For some strange reason, the earlier in the morning I take them, the better they work. In fact, I got into the habit of getting up around 5 or 6 AM, taking my meds, then going back to bed. Within an hour or so, I feel ready to get up and start the day.

One of my medications is Adderall XR. It is a stimulant that I take for attention deficit disorder. Oddly enough, I have found that I sleep better in the morning AFTER I take it. I actually feel myself drifting off to sleep, and it is a wonderful feeling. Almost peaceful. Very relaxing.

It is also when I have the strangest dreams. My time periods get mixed up. People I met in adulthood are at my childhood home, or I am with my mother in the present even though she passed away four years ago. It is also odd because I don’t dream very often.

The mind is such a weird, but wonderful place.

Medications Therapy

Effexor Withdrawal

Now I know why doctors aren’t supposed to treat themselves.

Tapering off Effexor XR seemed like a good idea at the time. I mean, it would be better than just stopping cold turkey. I had the doses I needed in the med samples that my doctor gave me. I was on 75 + 37.5 mg every morning. I dropped to 75 mg a day for two weeks. Alternated between being antsy and irritable, when I wasn’t actually both at the same time. But I’ve been known to be that way even under the best of circumstances. Spent one day in bed asleep. Been moody, but that’s nothing new. Thought I might be coming down with a cold or something at times. My intestines got wacky. Had some cramping that I thought was premenstrual, but it turned out that I was actually constipated. I was starving all the time. Felt like I would die if I didn’t eat at that exact moment. But none of it seemed all that out of the ordinary for me.

I dropped down to 37.5 mg a day on Tuesday. Having a hard time getting out of bed in the mornings, both physically and emotionally. Spent another day sleeping. Actually crawled into bed and pulled the covers over my head because I got frustrated over not being able to finish writing my fourth article of the day. Feeling much more tired. Having headaches occasionally. My Adderall XR doesn’t seem to work as well now. Don’t feel as awake in the morning or as focused during the day.

Still haven’t told my doctor that I made this unilateral decision to taper my antidepressant. Too ashamed to admit that I would rather make credit card payments than buy medication. Hope the drug company comes through with free meds for me. Or I hit the lottery. Or my mommy comes to get me and takes me to the next world with her. I’m not dealing with decision making very well right now.

Depression really, really sucks. Even more so now that I have tasted what it feels like not to be depressed.