Emergency: My friend is pregnant
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Hannah Davis18 said:I don't know about that either, but I'm pretty sure it's just divine intervention at this point!
Oh, they’re definitely doing their thing, even down on Broadway...
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Eating Disorder Support & Recovery
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Honestly, she’s totally right... psychiatrists (or psychologists, for that matter) are basically there to help you face—or, you know, actually deal with—those problems you’re more or less subconsciously pushing down, ignoring, or just sweeping under the rug with all sorts of excuses. Like, "it's not my issue, it's just that the weather in NYC is trash today" or "my mom didn't give me enough gas money" or "my professor totally tanked me on that exam..."
What I’d add to that is that just because someone had a super crappy experience with one psychiatrist (or psychologist), it definitely doesn't mean they're all total losers and that nobody can actually help you out.
Think about it this way: do you honestly get along with every single person on this planet? Of course not! So why on earth would you expect every single psychiatrist to be the perfect fit for you?
At its core, the patient/doctor (or psychologist) relationship is really just two human beings coming together, both carrying their own entire worlds (and, let's be real, a whole lot of baggage) with them. Sure, psychiatrists (or psychologists) go through training to learn how to adapt to different people, but at the end of the day, a huge chunk of their own unique personality is still going to be right there in the room with you.
So, if you have to, seriously—just swap through twenty different psychiatrists (or psychologists) until you finally find that one good person you can actually work through things with.
Even though (as a future psychologist myself) the way our psychiatrists handle people dealing with Eating Disorders is basically 😲 just makes me wonder where these people even went to school and what kind of absolute nonsense they were taught. 😢 👎
What I’d add to that is that just because someone had a super crappy experience with one psychiatrist (or psychologist), it definitely doesn't mean they're all total losers and that nobody can actually help you out.
Think about it this way: do you honestly get along with every single person on this planet? Of course not! So why on earth would you expect every single psychiatrist to be the perfect fit for you?
At its core, the patient/doctor (or psychologist) relationship is really just two human beings coming together, both carrying their own entire worlds (and, let's be real, a whole lot of baggage) with them. Sure, psychiatrists (or psychologists) go through training to learn how to adapt to different people, but at the end of the day, a huge chunk of their own unique personality is still going to be right there in the room with you.
So, if you have to, seriously—just swap through twenty different psychiatrists (or psychologists) until you finally find that one good person you can actually work through things with.
Even though (as a future psychologist myself) the way our psychiatrists handle people dealing with Eating Disorders is basically 😲 just makes me wonder where these people even went to school and what kind of absolute nonsense they were taught. 😢 👎
Something's up... anyone else?
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So, I’m actually dealing with something pretty similar right now... I have this old friend from elementary school who is basically obsessed with me lately.
But honestly, the absolute last thing I want to do with my precious free time is play therapist for someone else's (in my case, a budding obsessive-compulsive) mental loop.
I mean, I don't have the time, I definitely don't have the energy, and I don't even feel qualified enough—I mean, okay, fine, I *am* finishing up my psychology degree, but still!—to actually offer her any real help.
She’s constantly hitting me up to grab coffee, and every single time we hang out, the conversation just circles back to the exact same issues and drama, and she acts like if I could just wave a magic wand and say "abracadabra," all her problems would just vanish into thin air... yeah, fat chance of that happening.
My advice:
Unless you are fully prepared to step up and be her lifeline to help her actually break out of that cycle (which, let me tell you, is going to take a massive amount of sacrifice, patience, and willpower), just politely and nicely bow out.
Suggest some actual professional help or give her a contact for a specialist... but if you aren't ready to ride shotgun with her through the whole messy process, please don't even start.
Otherwise, you won't end up helping her at all.
But honestly, the absolute last thing I want to do with my precious free time is play therapist for someone else's (in my case, a budding obsessive-compulsive) mental loop.
I mean, I don't have the time, I definitely don't have the energy, and I don't even feel qualified enough—I mean, okay, fine, I *am* finishing up my psychology degree, but still!—to actually offer her any real help.
She’s constantly hitting me up to grab coffee, and every single time we hang out, the conversation just circles back to the exact same issues and drama, and she acts like if I could just wave a magic wand and say "abracadabra," all her problems would just vanish into thin air... yeah, fat chance of that happening.
My advice:
Unless you are fully prepared to step up and be her lifeline to help her actually break out of that cycle (which, let me tell you, is going to take a massive amount of sacrifice, patience, and willpower), just politely and nicely bow out.
Suggest some actual professional help or give her a contact for a specialist... but if you aren't ready to ride shotgun with her through the whole messy process, please don't even start.
Otherwise, you won't end up helping her at all.
What should I tell my doctor?
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Honestly, you guys really shouldn't sweat the small stuff when it comes to what might seem "weird" to a psychiatrist... I mean, these folks have seen some seriously out-there stuff in their time! Seriously, don't go worrying about whether something you say or do is going to look bizarre to them, because at the end of the day, psychiatrists are basically trained to expect the unexpected—that’s just how the job works! 😬
Do you drink tap water?
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Chicago
Ugh, my water here is just so "hard"... like, if I leave a glass sitting out overnight, a literal layer of limescale builds up on the counter
I have zero clue if drinking this stuff is actually healthy or not, but honestly, it’s super gross.
The tap water in my kitchen tastes absolutely revolting (probably because of the old pipes), though the water in the bathroom doesn't really have a taste or smell (aside from a hint of chlorine, but hey, whatever)
I’d love to just stick to bottled water, but man, that gets expensive so fast. So instead, I'm just sipping on this tap water... until I eventually turn into stone myself! Then you guys can just wrap me in plaster, toss me in some cemetery, and hopefully find me looking like a fossil in a thousand years.
If I actually have the time, I’ll boil the water first so all that mineral gunk settles at the bottom—I'm thinking that might mean I'm actually swallowing less of it.
Ugh, my water here is just so "hard"... like, if I leave a glass sitting out overnight, a literal layer of limescale builds up on the counter
I have zero clue if drinking this stuff is actually healthy or not, but honestly, it’s super gross.
The tap water in my kitchen tastes absolutely revolting (probably because of the old pipes), though the water in the bathroom doesn't really have a taste or smell (aside from a hint of chlorine, but hey, whatever)
I’d love to just stick to bottled water, but man, that gets expensive so fast. So instead, I'm just sipping on this tap water... until I eventually turn into stone myself! Then you guys can just wrap me in plaster, toss me in some cemetery, and hopefully find me looking like a fossil in a thousand years.
If I actually have the time, I’ll boil the water first so all that mineral gunk settles at the bottom—I'm thinking that might mean I'm actually swallowing less of it.
Migraine relief help?
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Honestly, I have never dealt with actual head pain in my entire life...
The only time was when I had some sinus infection and felt a little tender...but even then, it wasn't anything a few painkillers couldn't crush easily and super effectively...
so I really don't count that as a "real" headache
Oh, and I did feel pretty rough once when they were painting everything at my job using all these crazy, bright colors and the fumes were just intense...man, I was out sick for a whole week because of it...
So yeah, I totally don't get you guys and I honestly don't understand what you're talking about at all...it just makes zero sense to me..
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The only time was when I had some sinus infection and felt a little tender...but even then, it wasn't anything a few painkillers couldn't crush easily and super effectively...
so I really don't count that as a "real" headache
Oh, and I did feel pretty rough once when they were painting everything at my job using all these crazy, bright colors and the fumes were just intense...man, I was out sick for a whole week because of it...
So yeah, I totally don't get you guys and I honestly don't understand what you're talking about at all...it just makes zero sense to me..
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Alex said:So my absolute bestie refuses to wear her glasses even though her prescription hasn't changed in forever (I think we're talking like 20 years now?!) while I'm over here constantly running to the eye doctor because they keep cranking up my prescription every single time I go!😠
Man, good for her, I guess...
but honestly, I feel like everyone's eyes are just built differently..
I mean, I was such a stubborn kid about wearing my glasses that there came a point where I literally couldn't recognize people walking down the street unless they were practically breathing on me or standing within two feet!
Plus, my grades totally took a hit back in high school because I couldn't actually see the problems being projected on the screen during exams, even though I was sitting right there in the very front row!
That was the moment I realized the devil had actually stolen my sight.
As for me, personally
Honestly, there was a time when I used to feel kind of self-conscious about it, but now? Honestly, screw it! I don’t care one bit if I wear glasses or if my eyesight is basically non-existent... if someone doesn't like how I look, they can just look somewhere else!
And my partner has been absolutely amazing about everything—never once have I felt judged, teased, or misunderstood because of my eyes. In fact, he’s actually been super sweet and has picked up my glasses for me more times than I can count when I couldn't find them myself 🙂
So, most of the time I’m either rocking my glasses or wearing contacts, which means I can see perfectly fine and am pretty much just like everyone else.
Since I have to swap out my contacts every year, and even when my vision dips by a tiny bit—like 0.50, which happens pretty regularly—I've learned how to navigate life just fine, so I don't really struggle too much.
The stuff that actually bugs me is:
- Like, without some kind of eyewear, I'm basically useless. I can't do anything, not even read; I can't even see clearly things right in front of my face!
- Or when I take my contacts out and realize I didn't leave my glasses where they belong, and then I'm just stumbling around the house blindly feeling everything because I literally cannot see a thing. In those moments, I feel pretty pathetic, haha 😢
And oh man, I had such an embarrassing moment this past spring when I finally went to get new glasses after five years. I went from a -2.75 prescription straight to a -5.75... and let me tell you, seeing how thick those lenses were was a total shocker!
But hey, I managed to scrape together enough cash $500 to upgrade to some high-index lenses, so they're a bit thinner now and actually look totally fine.
My only real headache is that every single year, I end up having to spend a little extra $667 on all this eye gear (and obviously, I'm not even counting the doctor visits, contact solutions, or the fees for renewing my driver's license every couple of years and all that jazz).
Psychologically speaking, I think I'm handling it pretty well and I try not to stress too much about what happens when my vision eventually fades more. But since my big hobbies are painting and photography, I do occasionally wonder how I'll cope if one day I can't paint or snap photos anymore. That would be such a bummer for me. If I had to trade my sight for hearing, 😁 I'd choose my sight every single time. 😬
But seriously, why worry about something that hasn't happened yet? Until I actually go blind, I'm just going to enjoy all the perks of good vision thanks to these little pieces of silicone sitting in my eyes.
Once the day comes when I can't even find contacts that fit my prescription anymore, then you guys can come ask me how I'm holding up mentally... 😛
Honestly, there was a time when I used to feel kind of self-conscious about it, but now? Honestly, screw it! I don’t care one bit if I wear glasses or if my eyesight is basically non-existent... if someone doesn't like how I look, they can just look somewhere else!
And my partner has been absolutely amazing about everything—never once have I felt judged, teased, or misunderstood because of my eyes. In fact, he’s actually been super sweet and has picked up my glasses for me more times than I can count when I couldn't find them myself 🙂
So, most of the time I’m either rocking my glasses or wearing contacts, which means I can see perfectly fine and am pretty much just like everyone else.
Since I have to swap out my contacts every year, and even when my vision dips by a tiny bit—like 0.50, which happens pretty regularly—I've learned how to navigate life just fine, so I don't really struggle too much.
The stuff that actually bugs me is:
- Like, without some kind of eyewear, I'm basically useless. I can't do anything, not even read; I can't even see clearly things right in front of my face!
- Or when I take my contacts out and realize I didn't leave my glasses where they belong, and then I'm just stumbling around the house blindly feeling everything because I literally cannot see a thing. In those moments, I feel pretty pathetic, haha 😢
And oh man, I had such an embarrassing moment this past spring when I finally went to get new glasses after five years. I went from a -2.75 prescription straight to a -5.75... and let me tell you, seeing how thick those lenses were was a total shocker!
But hey, I managed to scrape together enough cash $500 to upgrade to some high-index lenses, so they're a bit thinner now and actually look totally fine.
My only real headache is that every single year, I end up having to spend a little extra $667 on all this eye gear (and obviously, I'm not even counting the doctor visits, contact solutions, or the fees for renewing my driver's license every couple of years and all that jazz).
Psychologically speaking, I think I'm handling it pretty well and I try not to stress too much about what happens when my vision eventually fades more. But since my big hobbies are painting and photography, I do occasionally wonder how I'll cope if one day I can't paint or snap photos anymore. That would be such a bummer for me. If I had to trade my sight for hearing, 😁 I'd choose my sight every single time. 😬
But seriously, why worry about something that hasn't happened yet? Until I actually go blind, I'm just going to enjoy all the perks of good vision thanks to these little pieces of silicone sitting in my eyes.
Once the day comes when I can't even find contacts that fit my prescription anymore, then you guys can come ask me how I'm holding up mentally... 😛
Alright, if everyone else is gonna whine about it, I guess I’ll join in on the misery train too...
My vision issues started way back in puberty, and after fifteen years of this nonsense, my prescription is sitting at a solid -6.00, and get this—it literally gets worse by 0.25 or 0.50 every single year without fail...
I’m seriously wondering, like, when is this actually going to stop? Because right now, my eyes aren't showing any signs of cooperating at all.
The eye doctors basically just shrugged and told me there’s nothing they can do to fix it, so what am I even supposed to do now? Should I start looking for second-hand white canes on Craigslist? Or maybe start a savings account for a guide dog?! Seriously though, if things keep trending this way, I might actually need one in ten years.
And don't even get me started on the gear—I've tried everything from soft contacts to semi-hard lenses, glasses, sunglasses, you name it... but every single year, it’s the exact same depressing story.
My vision issues started way back in puberty, and after fifteen years of this nonsense, my prescription is sitting at a solid -6.00, and get this—it literally gets worse by 0.25 or 0.50 every single year without fail...
I’m seriously wondering, like, when is this actually going to stop? Because right now, my eyes aren't showing any signs of cooperating at all.
The eye doctors basically just shrugged and told me there’s nothing they can do to fix it, so what am I even supposed to do now? Should I start looking for second-hand white canes on Craigslist? Or maybe start a savings account for a guide dog?! Seriously though, if things keep trending this way, I might actually need one in ten years.
And don't even get me started on the gear—I've tried everything from soft contacts to semi-hard lenses, glasses, sunglasses, you name it... but every single year, it’s the exact same depressing story.