Posts by Donna Sullivan7

...even if you feel like your psychiatrist just isn't on your side or doesn't really know their stuff, you've totally got the right to find someone else.

milo- if an antipsychotic just isn't working for you and the side effects are hitting too hard, why don't you just sit down with your psychiatrist and lay it all out? tell them everything... there are plenty of other options and different meds out there, you know?

so, what actually triggers psoriasis... is it just stress or is there more to it?

To be honest, I haven't really felt like I belonged there since the war ended... just couldn't wrap my head around some of those mindless decisions they made, you know? It’s been tearing me apart day after day. I'm pretty much a regular at weekly therapy sessions, plus I've dealt with about 8 or 9 hospital stays over the years... definitely dealing with a whole spectrum of psychosomatic stuff, from PTSD—though I'm pretty skeptical about that label myself—to all sorts of other things... Am I doing okay? Feel free to ask whatever you want... and welcome to our little world of crazies (we're only crazy in one specific way, doesn't mean we aren't smart too)... thanks.

Hey Milo, everything’s cool. Glad you finally signed up... we'll just see how things go from here and what happens with you, but you gotta stay on top of things, you know? And don't go skipping your therapy sessions either... look, it's not the end of the world if you went a little overboard... I guess you really are quite the handful... huh, Milo? What are we gonna do with you?

hey, MILO, you seem like the type who’d grab a few drinks and start a brawl just because it felt like everyone was teaming up against you. pretty cool, honestly... but where'd that handle come from? is it some top-secret op, a conspiracy, or like a full-on government plot? maybe they dragged you into it just to make life difficult once they realized you were bored out of your mind... anyway, my bad, please answer me...

I tried Risperdal... but man, I hit a wall of side effects. It’s honestly hard to even put into words how weird it felt to a normal person, so I just switched meds...

I’m guessing you’re looking at some serious treatment or maybe even a stint in a correctional facility...

Sorry, but were you on any weed or other drugs before that whole thing went down?

It all depends on the specific mix of circumstances—you didn't really lay out the details... but if we're talking loose estimates, maybe just some fines or probation, assuming he hasn't been caught up in this kind of thing before.

Man, I’m always messing around with my meds too... as soon as I start feeling even a little bit better, I start thinking about how I can just ditch them entirely. So I toss them, feel great for a year or two, and then... well, I end up back in the psych ward at a state facility.

Hey, can someone please help me make sense of this? After years of combat, getting wounded (picked up Hep C from a blood transfusion), and dealing with some serious frostbite... over the last two or three years, I've started noticing these tiny broken capillaries—which is wild because I'm only 34. My circulation in my legs feels totally shot due to vascular issues, and now those spider veins are popping up everywhere. On top of that, my legs have turned almost black down to my ankles, probably from the poor blood flow. Can anyone explain what might be going on here and what steps I should take? I've tried hitting the local spas a few times, but nothing seems to work... thanks.

So what? I don't really care if those yellow-eyed folks haven't heard of America... it’s not like they’re out here feeding me or buying my clothes anyway.
Man, if people didn't even know who Marshall was, I’d probably be out there cutting veins... seriously, maybe that would actually fix our economy, since God knows what anyone actually knows about him.

Lisa Kern38 says—look, I wasn't actually required to serve because I was medically exempt
due to some liver issues from mushroom poisoning back in the day... so I ended up studying veterinary medicine instead. But when the call came to defend the country, I stepped up just because it felt like the right thing to do. I know what you're thinking—"who forced you?" Honestly? It was my conscience. I couldn't just sit back in a comfy recliner, watching news reports of kids my age stuck in trenches while my country was under attack... so I volunteered. No regrets at all. I'd do it all over again if I had to...

Also, I’m pretty lost on how they scale PTSD diagnoses... I hear everything from impulsive types and chronic cases to logorrhea, acute stuff, and random episodes. Plus, it feels like PTSD can slide into addiction way too easily:
A—alcoholism (just a fallout from the PTSD)
B—drug abuse (using substances to cope with PTSD)

-PERSONALITY DISORDERS—I'm not even sure if those stem from PTSD? Though, I guess a personality disorder can just be its own thing anyway.

If anyone actually knows what they're talking about, could you please break down the diagnosis for us? Like, give me the full rundown... and if possible, how much disability percentage each specific type usually gets. Thanks...

So, what kind of wide spectrum of manipulation are we talking about here? Look, I get it—it’s tough to tell the difference between volunteers, veterans, guys who were drafted, those with disabilities, war heroes, and all that. It’s hard to pin down one strict rule they all follow... To me, it’s pretty obvious that if someone signed up as a volunteer, they're treated as one, even if they only spent a day or two on the line before heading home. Legally speaking, they still hold that volunteer status regardless of when they left their post. And a veteran? Theoretically, someone could get hit on day one, be under medical care for six months, and they're still considered a veteran of the conflict. But as for deserters, I wouldn't advocate for any kind of wartime amnesty... because when you're on guard duty, ten lives depend on you being there. Personally, if someone isn't cut out for the heavy lifting or holding the front lines, I wouldn't force them through mobilization papers. Honestly, there were plenty of volunteers back then... it was just the terrible organization that messed everything up. That lack of structure became an excuse for a lot of people, like saying "war is just war." Now I’m sitting here wondering; couldn't we have gotten through this with fewer casualties if the organization had been better? Instead of forcing those kids who were basically untrained into certain death... who's actually going to take responsibility for that? Because let's be real, it's much safer and more effective when a trained volunteer is the one holding
the line and taking back towns, rather than some college kid who was just drafted. You see where I'm going with this?

It really bugs me when people who never even saw combat suddenly come crawling out of the woodwork claiming they have PTSD just to snag some benefits. Look, I get it—there are plenty of loopholes in the VA system, and that’s not my job to fix. But honestly, everyone knows where these types hang out... you see them everywhere except in their own neighborhoods. Why do you think that is? Probably because there's a tiny bit of discomfort there, and they want to avoid running into actual veterans... (and let's be real, those encounters can get pretty awkward). Also, massive shoutout to Operation Desert Storm, which was executed flawlessly; it lasted a week and somehow resulted in more PTSD cases than the entire Vietnam War combined. Isn't that just completely absurd?

So, basically, after years of combat and getting wounded, I was officially diagnosed with PTSD.
At first, I was pretty skeptical about that diagnosis, along with everything else. But as time goes on and my memories start coming back in these weird little fragments... I’ve noticed some massive changes in myself. Like, depression, insomnia, nightmares, hopelessness, anxiety...
I actually miss the war (honestly, I think I got more hooked on combat than I ever did on heroin), plus there's the drinking, the pills, the anti-anxiety meds...
Most days, I just wish I didn't have to drag myself out of bed in the morning, it's such a struggle...
I wish I could just sleep through the whole damn day. And as for "friends" and social circles, I'm starting to see it's all just people looking out for themselves, which just adds to the weight of it all. I know the war ended a long time ago, but for me, I'm still right there in the middle of it. How is that even possible?...
I've seen dozens of different psychiatrists, and everyone has their own theory and their own cocktail of meds. Does anyone know how much chronic PTSD actually pays out through the VA disability board when you factor in the physical wounds—like the constant ringing in my head, a ruptured right eardrum, and most importantly: after being wounded, I literally bled out and needed a transfusion, only for it to turn out years later that I contracted Hepatitis C. I don't think I'm the only one... Is there some kind of scale for specific diagnoses so we can compare, and is there any way to get compensation from the US Armed Forces? Since it was their mistake that we got infected with Hepatitis—which is a silent killer, believe me, I know firsthand...
Is there any kind of payout for this if it's even possible??? Thanks. Z:

Antidepressants... yeah, they definitely mess with your sex drive, whether you're a guy or a girl.