#Psychologysts

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[yanushh]

I like Prisoner, by the way.

[aftonsparv-bugzz]

pov: we lock eyes and as we stare at eachother i blurt out the word "schizophrenia". nothing else, nothing more or nothing less, i simply just say the word "schizophrenia" as we stare deeply into one another's eyes

[borzongas]

Well, my psychologyst ghosted me for the third time. I guess she is not my psychologyst anymore

[i-am-xp-64]

Heyall I found a nice Artist with cool ocs and drawings

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I felt like I should be showing them to more people because they are do make cool arts and doesn't seem to be seen much as they deserve

Also because they remind me of my best friend...

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I personally love their art style both on traditional and digital, it so unique and cool✨

Also they a lot nice as I see and seem kind to people

[luckofmylife]

no defense, no psychologyst, no emotional stability, shitty coach, shitty boyfriend, shitty phone case, but we move to semis aryna

[sweetmariihs2]

Huge vent: My parents don't know how someone with autism struggles with some stuff, and if I tell them that I am struggling because I am autistic, they will say I'm using my own neurodivergence as an excuse. Yipee

Some time ago, my psychologist wanted to take some neurodivergence/QI tests with me because she saw some autistic behaviors and wanted to find out through tests.

I asked myself this too, because I was seeing too many behaviors in myself that neurodivergent people say it comes from their neurodivergences, I always felt a "weirdo" my whole life because I had these behaviors, like hyperfocus, hating how people don't directly communicate with eachother, picky eater, can feel when something has changed in a recipe, have a low social filter like you tend not to notice when people are making fun of you or someone says you acted in a "rude" manner when in fact in your head you were just being nice, masking expressions and memorizing lines to get along in social situations

When I told my mom this and showed her some neurodivergent people on the internet talking about unusual experiences and feelings that were exactly like the ones that I have but said that it was because of their neurodivergences, my mom rolled her eyes and spoke rudely to me "Everyone is autistic/has ADHD today. People like to get attention. Daughter YOU ARE NORMAL, just because you identify with people on the internet doesn't mean you have anything. Everyone can relate to things like this."

But after I asked her so many times to try having those tests, she finally decided to let me do it. I think it was because she thought I wouldn't have anything and I would finally understand that I'm """normal"""

So after I told my psychologyst and my parents that I was suspecting that maybe I had a neurodivergence, after tons of asks, they finally started doing the tests.

Because I carried out these tests in several consultations with a psychologist every few weeks, they lasted for a few months. At first my psychologyst told me that they were just IQ and mental health tests, but one day my family and I went out to dinner and my mother said "we asked your psychologist to do tests on you to find out if you have any neurodivergence, and also your mental health and IQ, because you wanted to know if you had it" and that left me a little confused because that wasn't what the psychologist said, so I realized that something didn't made sense there. At the next appointment I looked at the book where the tests were and the word "neurodivergence" was also written there, so I started to wonder why my psychologist wasn't telling me this, but I decided not to say anything to her and continued taking the tests.

Minimal detail that confused me even more: During those months between tests, I traveled for a weekend with my parents. They left the house angry because we were late and we didn't had breakfast, so we went to a snack bar to buy some snacks for the trip. I ordered a food with chicken filling (brazillian food, like the famous coxinha, but it's called "salgado pastel", same dough just a different shape) and because of the rush we got into the car and only on the road I found out that the filling was actually ground beef, which I hate because of the texture, I always did, so I couldn't eat it. For some reason my parents were very angry about this, and they said things like "you have to stop creating these blocks in your head, just eat, you eat meat, it just has a different texture" and I said "I know that, but chewing it makes me sick, I can't eat it, makes me wanna puke" and they know that very well.

Until my mother said "you have no justification for this, your psychologist said that you are not autistic, you don't have any neurodivergence, so there is no reason for you to create these mental blocks" (them: personal boundaries and preferences)

Her telling me this made me even more confused, because I had already been adapting to the idea of ​​being autistic for months, I knew I was, and being autistic explained everything about me that I thought was "weird" my whole life. So after hearing my parents yelling at me for 20 minutes straight, what my mom said kept playing in my mind and I thought "I can't believe it. So these doubts I have about myself, these questions I've had my whole life of 'why am I like this? why am I weird?' will never be answered. And in the end, I'm just an outcast for no reason."

Time passed and I kept doing the tests. My psychologist said that as soon as the tests were finished she would call my parents to see the results. When they were finished, I spent time waiting for the results, weeks, thinking about what would appear on paper. I sometimes saw my psychologist on the street and she said she was just waiting for the results, the documents, I'm not sure. So I was really anxious for a few weeks. She set the day for my parents to go there, and they finally went. They arrived home at night and invited me to talk at the dinner table with the results at hand. I won't say much about it, but it was there, confirmed, I am level 1 autistic. My parents' reaction was funny, they were reacting like straight parents who found out that their son is gay, "it's okay son, we still love you, even if you're like this. This doesn't change anything at all, you're still normal to us" 😭 their choice of words and point of view is questionable, but they don't do it on purpose, it's because of the generation they grew up in, at the end their intentions are good, they just don't know how to put them in practice properly.

I went back to my psychologist and we talked about it, she asked me about how the conversation went, my reaction, what my parents told me, and I said that they told me everything, they read all the papers one by one showing me the page per page, they even let me read it, so I knew everything that was written there. And then my psychologist told me something. That before starting taking the tests, SHE had spoke to my parents about it because SHE saw some autistic behaviors in me, so it wasn't just me who was thinking about this.

She told me that she spoke to my parents about it and they said "yes yes our daughter was really talking about this" and they decided to do it, BUT, they told her that they weren't sure if taking a neurodivergence test (that means, discovering how my own mind works and understanding myself better) would be a good idea cuz if I found out I'm something, I'm going to use this info to "play the victim" like HELLO??? LIKE WHEN DID I?!?? HOW?!???!?

Put this together with that situation of my mom saying "everyone is autistic today, people like to get attention", or my parents mad because I didn't wanted to eat something and saying I had no excuse for creating those "mental blocks" because "my psychologist told them I wasn't autistic, so it didn't made sense". I TOLD MY PSYCHOLOGYST THIS AFTER I SAW THE RESULTS, AND SHE SAID SHE NEVER SAID THIS TO THEM! EVER! Actually, what she did told my parents was that I had SEVERAL autistic behaviors and she offered trying to do tests, nothing more.

My parents told my psychologyst to tell me she was only making "QI and mental health" tests, because they were afraid of me faking the test to get the result that I want (?!???!?). And my psychologist found that really weird because she really doubted that someone who doesn't know a thing about psychology could fake those tests, so me knowing it was a neurodivergence test or not it wouldn't change anything, I couldn't fake it even if I wanted to! But she decided to respect their decision. Like parents what the actual fuck

And it's weird that THEY told me it was a QI + mental healt + neurodivergence test, after they told my psychologyst not to. Maybe they stopped caring mid tests about me finding out, maybe they thought a little more about what my psychologist said about not being possible to fake that test. Maybe having that conversation:

Parents: We want her to do the tests but don't tell her what it is fully for cuz she might fake the results (which doesn't make any sense why the hell would I want to fake something like this)

Psychologist: um actually you can't fake it even if you wanted to, so it doesn't change anything

*and after that conversation two things happened: my psychologist respected their decision about not telling me, and my parents got out of there thinking "well, she said it doesn't change anything so let's tell our daughter ourselves"*

Which made this whole mess

It turns out that I am indeed autistic; despite doing the tests blindly, despite not really knowing what it was for, despite my mom telling me 191892827 times that I wasn't and lying to me about my psychologist saying that I'm not (which never ever happened)

AND TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE: They weren't even sure if they would tell ME about MY OWN NEURODIVERGENCE, because they were afraid I would use it to "play the victim" LIKE I'M THE KIND OF PERSO WHO DOES THAT

WHAT THE FUCK #!?!?#?@? WHAT??#??@?

I spent an unhealthy amount of time wondering why my parents were trying to keep this from me, and why do they see me like this.

I am fully aware that for many years, since childhood, my parents do not accept that I have different tastes and preferences.

My mom doesn't accept me dressing how I want, there was a time when I was very insecure and dressed tomboyish in an attempt to hide myself, but I dreamed of wearing anime skirts and being a soft girl style, I just didn't have the confidence (we are talking about 2018/2019). My mom complained a lot back then about how she couldn't dress me anymore. Nowadays, after recovering, I wear coquette style clothes, which is what I always liked but I just didn't had any confidence. And she even says "If you let me dress you, you would see how many compliments you would get", and I always answer "I don't care about the compliments, I just want to feel good in my clothes"

She keeps repeating comments about how "when I was young she dressed me I looked like a princess". Everyone gave me compliments, she gets a lot of compliments on the clothes she wears, my father says "daughter, your mom knows about clothes, let her dress you" and I don't even wear a style that would make their internalized homophobia frustrated like a masc style, IT'S COQUETTE! IT'S EXTREMELY FEMININE! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME WAAAA

That's my pinterest board. I LITERALLY HAVE some of these clothes and make outfits that are similar to these. What are they talking about why are they mad

They don't like the idea of me having boundaries. Whey they do something that I don't, like eat something that I don't, wear something that I don't, do something that I don't, they always said I'm creating a "psychological block", I'm stopping myself from doing things because I put it in my head. "You don't eat something because it gives you the ick? Stop putting that in your head, everyone does it" "You don't wear the clothes I wear? Stop putting that in your head daughter, everyone does it"

And you know what's funniest for me? Of everything? I've been told all my life that I put things in my head about things that are actually boundaries and personal tastes, but now that I discovered that I'm autistic, I actually discovered that this is related to my autism!

I don't eat corn, peanuts, or any grains since I was younger, and they've been treating me like I'm crazy since always, AND IT'S BECAUSE OF THE TEXTURE! AUTISM!

I don't wore jewlery for a long time and this made my mom pissed for years, till this day I don't wear rings or bracelets because they make me uncomfortable, AND IT'S BECAUSE OF TEXTURE AGAIN! AUTISM

I had crazy "anxiety attacks" when I entered highschool, everything was too noisy, too hot, too many people, too many voices, closed in four walls for 9 hours per day, when it was too much I felt like I needed to scream, I cried, felt my chest hurt, and the people talking around me were still too loud, I didn't know why. I WAS OVERESTIMULATED!

"We don't know what's wrong with you, you keep putting those things in your head" NOW YOU DO! I'M AUTISTIC AND THESE WERE MY AUTISTIC BEHAVIORS! YAY!

And to make matters worse, remember how I said that my parents said they didn't want me to find out that I'm autistic because I would use that to "play the victim"? These behaviors of mine that they condemned for so long were autistic behaviors. And now that I know what they are, I can't say that I have difficulties because of my neurodivergence, because for them, I'll be playing the victim.

I've always had these difficulties, such as sensitivity to loud noises. But if I say "my ears are sensitive because I'm autistic" my parents will say that I'm using that as an excuse for something. "before you found out, you didn't use that as a justification for everything" DON'T YOU SAY!

I have a neurodivergence. I have difficulties with it and I need support, I always did, but now I found out the reason and I need you to understand that my brain doesn't work like yours. But if I tell you "my brain doesn't work like yours" you'll say "stop using that to victimize yourself! You're ""normal""

No hell I'm not neurotypical. My world isn't the same as yours. How am I supposed to ask my parents for support when we're at a party and I'm feeling overestimulated and the noises are too loud, if they answer with "stop using this as an excuse"

They didn't told me this yet, but it's because I'm not mentioning my autism in front of them. Some time ago I was playing videogame with my brother and the volume was too loud, it happened once, I told him

"arrgggg turn down the volume, the sound is too loud and it hurts my ears",

my brother said "it doesn't hurt mine"

and I said "you know i'm autistic"

but then he started saying "ever since you found out you're autistic you've been playing the victim."

I tried to explain to him that I always were, and now I can explain where my behaviors came from. I said "if you discovered that something you endure with is actually because of your neurodivergence, wouldn't you explain it to people? After all you're not like everyone else, you need support in some areas" and he said "lol no I would only make jokes about it BC it's nothing at all" (he's the kind of boy who makes fun of it)

I don't wanna try to do this next to my parents. I will hear worse stuff and only be reminded about how my parents don't respect my boundaries. This week there was an interclass championship at my school, the noises were very loud, very very loud, my ears were hurting so much that I couldn't stand it to the point of not giving a damn about what the teachers would say about "staying on the court" and I just left running out of there with my ears covered, extremely overstimulated. My mother stopped by while I was still there, I don't know exactly what she was doing there, but she greeted me and everything. And at that time the entire stand started shouting about a goal, and I already had my ears covered and an extremely uncomfortable expression on my face. When I got home later I talked about how being on the court was stressful and there was a lot of noise, and she said "yeah, I saw you there"

And I just. Couldn't tell her about the struggle I was in and how this was related to me being autistic. Because she wouldn't understand.

[uramitashi]

sorry for being a romantic introspective psychologyst but seeing people i follow who dont follow me back reblogging my posts blows my mind. did i write something that matters? did my words reasonate with so many people? even if it's 40, or 150, or 300 - am i writing thoughts that you can connect with?

[z4ch111]

how r u gonna be a psychologist when u can't even spell it right on ur blog? mfer gonna be a "psychologyst"

If you are trying to correct me dont use things like "r u" "mfer"

Also im a spanish speaker, english isn't my main language and i often can be wrong writing it.

And arent you that guy who was saying smth abt "i cant be one of them" because i was badmouthing proshippers?

[techfan450]

DIARY OF A NERDY GIRL

Worst thing about blocking my dad is that i remember that he used to be a good man when i was a kid before he went into a self destructive path that ended with me and my mom having to leave. Took me so long to accept he wasn't a good person anymore. I tried to reach out but now, to him, me, my sis and my bro are traitors who went to live with my mom and abandoned him. I miss my cat. I miss my home. I miss my old room. But i can't go back to that home to be bullied and gasligthed into being the one in the wrong. I can't olways be his "psychologyst" when he wants to scream what is wrong with his life. I can't be his scapegoat. I am his daugther, and i deserve to be my own human being withouth him dragging me back there to be his *serf*. I deserve to be loved and cherished for who i am instead of meeting criticism and hate when i'm not who he wants. I deserve to be happy.

[crazyturtletree]

Heey!

So this is for Type 1 diabetics.

I have been type one Diabetic for 13 years and not so long ago i developed a fear of needles. But not in the way that i universaly hate them. I had given infusions and i plan to be a veterarian. But in a way that when i want to change my infusion set (90 degrees type) my fingers block down and i can't press those buttons.

Does anybody have any ideas how to stop it from happening? I went to a psychologyst but it did not help. Maybe someone had this problem

[umiyeah]

I'm, like, a decade late on this discourse but I'm currently playing DRV3 for the first time and one of the most ironic things that caught my eye was the third trial conclusion.

Spoiler alert and content warning.

So, the whole thing with Korekiyo is that he had an incestuous relationship with his older sister right?

Isn't it just so ironical that the Ultimate Anthropologyst would have that sort of backstory?

I mean, I'm just a dumb psychologyst, but I did take anthropology classes in college and from what I remember there was this quirky little fella called CLAUDE LÉVI-STRAUSS who simply started sctructuralism and dedicated a good sum of his studies on the Incest Taboo as a rule in every given society.

This is so fucked up it's almost funny. It's like giving the Ultimate Psychoanalyst the backstory that they had some huge mommy issues or the Ultimate Behaviourist that they abuse animals for the sake of their experiments

Anyway, nerd moment over. I hope this was intentional, if not, it's just the most insane coincidence ever lol

[helloleonilde]

POV: Looking at thinspo in your psychologyst's waiting room

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

tw// religious and emotional abuse ment, swearing, bad (as in, bad praxis) psychologyst ment, self harm scars ment, suicidal ment. This is just an experience, like. I needed to share it with someone. No urgency

Three years ago, I tried going to therapy, but I am still living with my abusive family, so, while they agreed to take me (after a big intimidation session from their part), they got to choose my therapist. However, I think they took the recomentations of the other members of the congregation and took me to a psychologyst who always gives reason to the parents/abusers. He would invalidate every thing I said about parents, feelings, religion. One time, he straight up told me that, bc my scars were "really superficial" (tho, I literally got nerve damage from the injury), he was sure I was doing it for attention, and that I wouldn't "go further" bc wasn't actually suicidal and was just confused with my parents way of showing love. This was in the span of a month, too, like, this all happened in the third session. Fourth session he tried to use an hypnosis method to see "what was inside my heart" and then finally family said "Oh, maybe we won't bring you back here" bc of religious reasons opposing hypnosis.

So, for a while, I actually thought it was all something I had in my mind, something I was making up or overreacting to. Maybe I was just attention seeking.

That's it, until recently, after finally making friends, one day something triggered a flashback, and I broke down and started spilling all that happened in that time, didn't cry, but I was constantly running out of breath. And believe me, when this guy, this doofus (/affectionate) said "That wad fucked, wtf" I think something lifted. Like, actually freeing stuff.

And while I still think I need to see a good therapist, I think this actually gave me enough validation to start taking myself seriously. Idk, maybe I am exaggerating, but I swear this was changing, having someone validate what happened as more than "just a bad day years ago".

Hi anon,

I'm so sorry to hear about what happened. Please know that you didn't deserve any of that and that psychologist should absolutely not be in practice. I wish you could've seen the look on my face when I read about what he said and did to you.

I can understand how an experience like this, also informed by the people you unfortunately grew up around, has potentially shaped the way you view yourself. But please know that your pain and experiences are real and valid, and you're not making it up or overreacting.

I also think it's worth considering that there's too often a stigma around the idea of being attention-seeking, because while many people may use it to refer to destructive behavior done for some kind of sympathy, even that would indicate that the person needs care and not ridicule. Even if this was attention-seeking behavior, you still have valid issues that deserve addressing.

It can definitely feel validating and freeing for someone to acknowledge how messed up your experiences were, especially if it's hard to acknowledge the severity yourself. I hope that this can be a step towards seeking the care and healing that you deserve.

I hope I could help and please let us know if you need anything.

-Bun

[depearlskies]

I 😭 cAnNOt 🙏 hAnDLe 🧘🏻‍♀️ RoBoT 😵

MY ☺️ LIFE 🪴 IS 🌟 TOO BEAUTIFUL 😎 TO NOT 😭 BE ✨ A REAL PSYCHOLOGYST 🤓 PEOPLE ONE 🫧

[valentinacucic]

Visiting and volunteering in JU "Centar za OVRSG"

👩‍🏫 Activity title: visiting and volunteering in Ju "Centar za OVRSG"

👩‍🏫 Duration and amount: hour and a half to two hours, on October 13th

👩‍🏫 Type of activity: activity, service

Activity description

On this day we went and visited a school specialized for children with difficulties in development. We had a great time helping out and playing with the kids.

Reflection

At first we were both scared not knowing what to expect. But in the end everything turned out good. When we first came to the school the psychologyst greeted us. She was also the one who lead us through multiple classrooms and the one who tried to explain everyones conditions to us. Each one of the kids were special for themselves, but it seemed as though they were shy for the first few minutes until we realized that we should crouch and let us be on the same level. This kind of experience really helped me with the considerations of working with kids.

Learning outcomes

👩‍🏫 Demonstrate that challenges have been undertaken, developing new skills in the process

👩‍🏫 Show commitment and perseverance to the CAS experience

👩‍🏫 Demonstrate the skills and recgnize the benefits of working collaboratively