reply to post by otherpotato
I also had a Psychiatrist that saw me each day, and though I liked therapy and would prattle on non-stop, he would actually fall asleep during each
When I came in, I guess the PCP was effecting me, (because they found it in my urine sample) but I wasn't violent or anything, everything just looked
weird and it was scaring me. Like to look at my own hand, it seemed foriegn to me, and that made me think I must be crazy.
But the problem, they said, was that once I was brought in, I had to go through the whole long process of evaluation, by law. Even if they found out
it was just an allergic reaction, or a drug induced state. Even though it was my choice to come in, and the cause was found, and my parents wanted to
take me out the next day, they couldn't.
That was where I think it was a real abuse of the system! Constant delays in having this or that doctor bring in their report was enough for them to
milk the insurance for thousands and thousands of dollars!
I personally do not feel huge anger. I was not abused otherwise, the staff were decent, and I actually enjoyed the stringent discipline and structure.
I think that was the case for quite a few of the kids there, who had been mostly ignored and neglected in life (if not outwardly rejected and abused).
I don't think this is going on so much anymore- it has turned to medications at home instead.
But I think it is worth looking at the times, and the generations that were involved back then!
Our parents, while we were little, were watching blockbusters like Rosemary's Baby, The Omen, The Exorcist...
They were celebrating the birth control pill and legal abortion.
When my mom saw The Exorcist for the first time, she had to leave the theater in the first 30 minutes, because, she said, Linda Blair looked so much
like me. She would look at me with horror once in a while and comment on how much I look like Linda Blair.
Our parents were contemplating how great it is to be childless, and if parents today worry their kid might have ADD or Autism, back then? They had
images of demon children to worry about, deep down. The slightest problem (a moment of talking back, a rebellious staying out too late) and the first
thing parents would do is panic and be quick to get the danger contained somewhere else.
I think this wasn't a good atmosphere for many kids to be in, and for some, the hospital at least took them out of that.
The worst effects I saw was that-
All kids in adolescence are looking to define who they are, how they are, get attention feedback to reinforce that.
What gets attention from others is reinforced then. A lot of kids would just take the "crazy" image and just run with it, playing it up for all they
Some of them weren't crazy when they came in, but started to be so once there. It made me see what my parents often told me- "Crazy is a choice."
Which the drug companies today will loudly oppose.... but the fact is, it hasn't been determined yet which came first- the chemical imbalances, or
the thoughts and emotions. Chicken or egg type of thing.