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bigcryptiddies · 1 month ago
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He’s findin out, that
Nobody gives a fuck
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selfdiscoverymedia · 11 months ago
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YH24-03. Monica Kahio on Asthma and Allergies
Your Health is Your Choice with Sara Troy and her guest Monica Kahio, on air from January 16th Over 1 million people in the US  suffer from asthma and allergies, majority of these are children and most triggers are as a result of environmental toxins, pollutions and different types of chemicals found in indoor environment.  People with asthma and allergies are the most overmedicated,…
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auschizm · 5 months ago
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I have personal trauma with antipsychotics. At a point of slight instability, my psych insisted on doubling my dose of Olanzapine from 15mg to 30mg. The recommended max dose is 15mg. The dose I was on that year is literally called "chemical restraint" because it's mainly used to control extremely violent prisoners. Eventually my friend noticed what happened and got me down to a less debilitating dosage of the med, but I lost a year of my life to this "error." I literally don't remember the entirety of that YEAR. I wasn't there.
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thehellsaint · 4 months ago
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Dr. Colin Ross is a DSM contributor. He's not just some random doctor. He is PART of that academic consensus you're talking about.
I couldn't find anything about him contributing to the DSM but what I did find was a lot of information from a malpractice suit brought against him for abusing his patients at an inpatient facility.
Here's Elizabeth Hart's affidavit describing being over medicated, wherein Dr Ross would dismiss her complaints by calling them switches and naming different alters responsible for her reactions.
While still hospitalized in the ward, Dr. Ross admitted a male patient in what was, up until that point, a female only ward. The patient had videos on file of him sexually assaulting multiple women. There's no surprise then that the patient assaulted Ms. Hart and when she sought help from Dr. Ross he said, "I didn't think he would do that on the ward."
When she reported him to the local paper for negligence resulting in her sexual assault while in his care, he "became furious" and "told me I had to get out." He then proceeded with the patient discharge of Ms. Hart despite knowing he would be forcing her out to face extreme withdrawals from the medication he put her on.
He left that hospital some time later, abandoning her with no recommendation or way to set up a continuation of treatment, she was left to face the addiction he created alone. When she finally was able to speak to him again, he suggested more medication.
The next year, he would deny to her face that he ever gave her medication in the first place.
This is a very brief summary of only the first parts of one patients affidavit, of which there are two that I saw when looking at the case. Both victims of his malpractice continue to explain the things he put them through and I recommend reading through them.
But sure, if he says what endos wanna hear then his word is gospel, I guess.
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freckliedan · 1 year ago
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i haven’t been actively in phandom since 2016 and i came across your anniversary theory the other day while trying to catch up, and since you originally wrote it in 2018 i was wondering if there’s been any new details in the meantime! (if this is okay to ask)
i'm so sorry but i'm medicated now
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queen-simia · 6 months ago
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lrb: yes, I know the reason ADHD stimulant meds are so heavily restricted is because NT students abuse them. it does not escape me that that's why the rules were made.
I'm still allowed to be frustrated by said regulations meaning I have to defy the very functional deficits I was born with to access those meds: contacting my doctor every 30 days to refill, remembering to schedule regular 3-month appointments for management, remembering to ATTEND said appointments (and remembering not to pee too soon beforehand for testing), following up with insurance to make sure my prior authorization is still valid, and now contacting various pharmacies to see if they have meds in stock when my own pharmacy is out.
this is Not Easy for someone who can't intuitively know how many days have elapsed from one event to another, can get easily distracted from (and while!) placing important phone calls, can't even form proper sentences verbally without awkward pauses to recall what I was going to say, and has a very difficult time when unmedicated to do tasks I know I *have* to do but don't particularly want to at the moment.
like... if I have a script for it, I haven't come in for a refill before it's time to, and insurance is still agreeing to pay for it, for god's sake isn't that proof enough I'm taking it as directed?
surely SOME kind of vetting process could be implemented instead of forcing pillmakers to underproduce for fear of ~the addicts~
but then I guess it'd cut down on the pearl-clutching opportunities that make the normies feel better about not being filthy mental cripples, huh
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idontlikeem · 9 months ago
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Need a sidgeno fic that includes the doping scandal from Sochi after watching Icarus on Netflix. Huge recommend if you haven’t seen it yet.
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lesbianralzarek · 1 year ago
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whump-card · 1 year ago
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Sunless Lives Part 26: I Will Make You Better
~1220 words
CW: Medical whump, therapist/doctor whumper, mention of past noncon, clinical discussion of suicide and self harm, panic, flashbacks, overmedication, pressured eating 
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DR MANDAL: You know I have to ask. Where are you right now with your relationship with Simon?
M BECK: I know. I know I keep flip flopping. But it really depends on where he’s at once he gets out of Summerwhite.
DR MANDAL: I’ve noticed something. Let me know if you think I’m wrong. In all of our discussions about whether you will maintain a relationship with Simon, and what kind of relationship it will be, you always hang your decision on his feelings. His mental health. His experience. Do you think that’s accurate?
M BECK: Yeah. I just want him to be happy.
DR MANDAL: I’d like you to try thinking more about your feelings, your health, your experience. What’s going to be the best for you?
M BECK: I want to be with him.
DR MANDAL: I understand that, and if it works out that’s wonderful. But Matthew, you are still having severe flashbacks. Additionally, you described that interacting with Simon brought on upsetting flashbacks while you were together in the clinic. Now, I see your face, I’m not saying that this would make a relationship impossible. All I want is for you to consider your own health and safety when you think about how a relationship with Simon would work.
[0:55]
M BECK: [Unintelligible]
DR MANDAL: Matthew, take deep breaths. You’re okay. You’re here with me. Breathe with me.
M BECK: [Unintelligible]
DR MANDAL: I know, Matthew. I know.
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“And how would you rate your desire to harm yourself, zero being none and ten being you have a plan to kill yourself?”
“Zero.”
The gray-haired doctor, Deckard, glared at Simon over the top of his glasses.
“Lying won’t get you out of here sooner.”
“I’m not lying.” Simon did his best to keep his voice gentle, soft, non-argumentative, the way everyone liked it. It was hard with how much his stomach hurt.
“You were voluntarily a vampire’s chew toy until last week, that’s self-harm. If he showed up right now to take you away with him, would you go?”
“No.” That was a lie. The thought of Matthew - human or vampire - taking Simon away from this horrible place was almost more hopeful than he could bear.
“I’m going to ask you one more time, and if you don’t tell me the truth I’m writing you up.”
Simon winced.
“One,” he compromised, “Just one.”
“Hm.” Dr Deckard’s pen scraped across his clipboard, writing far more than a tally in a feelings chart. Simon’s knee bounced with nerves.
He was sitting across from Deckard in the doctor’s office, a massive cluttered desk between them. It could have been a bright room, but the tall arched windows were covered with cheap blinds. Fluorescent panel lights hung from the water-stained ceiling, flickering just enough to be noticeable but not enough to be fixed. Bookshelves along one wall were too neat to be used much, contrasting with the paperwork-flooded desk.
“My job,” Dr Deckard announced suddenly, “Is to make sure that you are not a threat to yourself or others. We’ve started working on the ‘yourself’ part already.” He leaned forward to look at Simon, adding the clipboard to the stacks on his desk. “Let’s start on the other. Tell me about Lara.”
Simon’s heart rate picked up instantly, his own eyes bouncing between Dr Deckard’s watery blue ones. Surely he’d misheard the doctor.
“What?”
“You became violent while under great duress before, I need to make sure it won’t happen again while you’re here.”
Christian told him.
Of course he did.
“It won’t.”
“Regardless. Walk me through the events leading up to your outburst.”
Outburst?
“I don’t…” Simon felt a lump growing in his throat. He felt stupid for crying so easily, But he was so tired, and his stomach hurt, and he’d only found one friendly face in this whole facility.
“What made you so angry with Lara?”
It wasn’t anger. It was never anger. Simon could never be angry with Lara. But he was so scared of antagonizing the doctor that he didn’t correct it.
Bowers.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
Dr Deckard tried a comforting smile, but it came off more like a chimp baring its teeth.
“I need to know, it’s for the best. For everyone’s safety.”
I need to know.
Simon was back there in an instant, trapped under Matthew.
This is for your own good.
“I really don’t-” he hiccupped with a suppressed sob, “I can’t-”
I’m not going to hurt you. I just need you to tell me.
Simon pressed his hands to his face, shrinking down in the chair.
“Where are you right now, Simon? Are you with Lara?”
“I don’t want to talk about this.” His voice strained with the effort of speaking quietly. He didn’t want to yell. He couldn’t yell. Not after the first time.
“Is Lara hurting you?”
Even now, Simon couldn’t help but defend her.
“Lara never hurt me,” he said, the words coming out in a low whine.
“Captain Isles…” Dr Deckard shuffled through the papers in front of him, and his voice grew stronger when he found what he was looking for. “Isles relayed that Lara would hit you and sexually assault you. Is that not true?”
It was. It wasn’t. Lara was different. But Simon knew Dr Deckard would believe Christian over him, so he nodded, dropping his hands to his lap and rubbing them anxiously against his thighs.
“It’s not true?”
Fuck.
Simon felt his stomach roll, and he clutched at it. He was given so many pills, and he knew they were wreaking havoc on his body. The doctors and nurses asked so many confusing questions, and made all sorts of assumptions, until it was too far beyond Simon’s ability to explain everything in the right way, in a way that would make sense to them, in a way that would make them leave him alone.
Fucking idiot.
“She did, but that’s not what - that’s not what I’m, I’m upset about, I just - please, I don’t want to talk about this, I don’t feel well!” he sobbed.
“Simon, look at me,” said Dr Deckard, quiet but firm, “You need to try. You have to want to get better.”
He wanted to get better, he really did. Matthew had told him to.
But this felt wrong.
The next tear-filled and flashback-riddled twenty minutes went nowhere. Simon was deposited back in the common room with a protein drink, red-eyed and exhausted.
“Hey sweet thing.” Chett approached him immediately. “Rough sesh?”
Simon nodded gratefully. He had wildly misjudged Chett at their first encounter - apparently Simon was unfamiliar with southern hospitality. He let Chett lead them to his usual table. It was just the two of them that day; Chett’s previous companions were long gone after their 72-hour holds. About two-thirds of Fort Summerwhite’s occupancy came and went like that. It was dizzying for Simon to almost always be surrounded by strangers, especially as he slept in a room with two others. But Chett had become a kindly constant, and he helpfully reminded Simon to keep swigging the protein drink as they played gin rummy with shaking hands.
He was underweight - if he took too long to drink it, he’d get in trouble.
No one wanted to get in trouble at Summerwhite.
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Taglist: @flowersarefreetherapy, @pigeonwhumps, @sunshiline-writes, @seasaltandcopper
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boatcats · 1 year ago
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I was on such high doses of meds that were not really helping me and it wasn't until I got an ADHD diagnosis and got on the right med (not even a stimulant or a controlled substance) that I started feeling better.
And it amazes me that my old psych was so butthurt about my getting diagnosed by my therapist that he nearly diagnosed me with antisocial personality disorder instead.
Truly all my love and support to anyone who finds value in an ASPD diagnosis but I've only ever seen it weaponized against people and I think we can all agree it's pretty fucked that they call it that.
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fledercanons · 6 months ago
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Ok nvm there might not be any writing today im kind of zonked rite now 👋
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auschizm · 5 months ago
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Adding onto the anon talking about forced hospitalisation: it is absolutely true that a patient being in distress due to forced/highly coerced hospitalisation is just seen as a sign they need it even more.
A few years ago I had a string of very long hospitalisations that I absolutely didn't want and made my mental health way worse due in part to the way doctors changed my antipsychotics however they wanted *without even asking me*, making me severely ill due to sudden withdrawal.
And one of them lasted about 5 months, with a transfer to residential halfway through, and immediately when I got there I knew it was going to be awful, so I was begging on the phone to my parents for them to take me out of it. They and the doctors only saw it as further confirmation of my inability to know what was right for myself. Same went with other things they did to me in our home.
Years later, they have given vague mentions of regretting it and realising it was a really bad idea. But of course, only when they heard it from people other than myself... because my psychotic opinion didn't matter, apparently.
I'm so sorry and angry that you had to go through that! It's really scary that people are more likely to take a psychotic persons "this isn't helping me" as proof that we are too ill to make our own decisions than as proof of the hospital/doctor being bad...
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ilhoonftw · 8 months ago
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my stance on human rights and who "deserves" to be ~granted~ them can be explained in 3 minutes 55 seconds (vanessa amorosi - absolutely everybody club version)
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schizosupport · 11 months ago
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Hey so I've been researching schizophrenia (and other schizo-spec + psychosis-spec disorders but mainly schizophrenia) and it essentially explains a lot of my life + experiences.
I have a question about when or even if I should/need treatment for it? I'm pretty sure I have early onset schizophrenia or had a premorbid schizo-spec/psychosis-spec disorder and I've read that early/earliest intervention is best.
I know needing to be treated is a very person to person thing but I really do want help because it's seem to have been getting worse in the past few years. I'm just not sure when it's appropriate to get help for it.
Hey there! So in my opinion the time to seek treatment is when the symptoms you are having feel unmanageable to a degree where you are willing to brave the associated complications of formal diagnosis and side effects of medicinal treatment etc.
Everyone's threshold is different, and there's obviously no guarantee that treatment will help you personally, but it does help plenty of folks so you can't just write it off either.
I'm sceptical of the idea of early intervention, where people get (medicinal antipsychotic) treatment for symptoms they may be about to develop based on other associated signs. In my opinion this is a pretty risky move given the side effects etc of antipsychotics.
But at the same time I'm not interested in gatekeeping treatment. I have personally benefited from antipsychotics on a day to day basis for psychotic and psychosis adjacent experiences of a more transient or less intense nature. Like the right dose of risperidone took me from crying from paranoid anxiety every night, to sleeping consistently, and it felt like a miracle at the time.
So I think if formal diagnosis isn't a problem for you, and you are feeling bothered by these types of symptoms, you could give it a try.
I think the important thing is to keep an open mind, and remember that most psychiatrists have an irrational fear of psychosis in their patients. So make sure that you are a part of making decisions about your own health, and don't just go along with whatever.
Some psychs don't like it when you research medicine and doses and so on. But frankly it's bullshit, and please do so. I know a few sad cases where people got put on way high doses of antipsychotics for no particular reason, and it set them back by a lot, as it took them years to realize that many of their newfound mental issues were a result of the very medication they were taking in hopes of feeling better.
So like. Stay informed and advocate for yourself, if you do seek treatment.
Hope this vaguely helps :p
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mischiefmanifold · 8 months ago
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thinking about how I was overmedicated in middle and high school and how that could have contributed to my memory problems for those years
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springfallendeer · 11 months ago
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I don't follow the TSAMS content because I'm just not interested in it
But certain people in the community need to look up the definition of incest.
For starters, Considering or otherwise viewing someone a relative does not make a relationship with them incestuous. I can consider my roommate my sister, but if we were to wind up romantically/sexually involved, it would not be incest because we are not related by blood.
As an example: Step siblings, who are a part of the same family due to their parents having gotten married, are legally allowed to be in relationships and even get married to each other. Is it weird, because on paper they are siblings? Yes. But is it incest? Nope!
The other fact of the matter is that the characters that we're referring to are animatronics and not people. They cannot share blood relations, which is a requirement for a relationship to be considered incestuous.
This ties back to incest being illegal, by and large, due to the the risk of genetic disorders (on top of high likelihood of grooming and SA on a minor depending on the individuals in question). Which also can't really be applied to animatronics.
Incest is fucked up. It has led to a lot of damage throughout human history and the ones that have largely had to suffer from it are the children born of it, and the children groomed into it.
Do not fucking equate animatronics being in a relationship to incest. It is a sheer defiance of logic and, by and large, a spit in the face to the actual victims of it who will suffer the real world consequences of it.
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