I got diagnosed with psychotic depression from my first psych, but thats basically because he was an idiot. His reasoning was that i was making absolutely no sense when I said adderall helped with my depression, because adderall doesnt help depression it only helps add (in his moronic, blatantly ignorant head). He also reasoned that because I didnt want to go trying a bunch of different medications in the middle of the school year at a brand new public school that i was just delusional and in denial about my depression (even though ive been on meds that make me 100 times more suicidal than I am in the first place on no meds, and I know how dangerous having that happen would be when im in an exxtremely high stress environment like a public high school). He also accused me of making up things like: "the adderall helps with my depression" because i was addicted to adderall and thats the only reason I was apprehensive about stopping. Also, he reasoned i was psychotic and making no sense because i would yell at my parents and plead with them due to the fact they stopped listening to me entirely and instead believed every idiotic word he said which was taking me backwards in terms of progress instead of forward.
I wouldnt let him trial me on ALL different kinds of meds in the middle of the school year because I know I might very well become extremely suicidal, so instead i got woken up by policemen one morning who walked me to an ambulance and carted me to the psych ward. All this because i was fighting to not be put in a situation where i might be made suicidal by meds and high levels of stress. My parents called the ambulance on me by the way, because i wouldnt do what the docter said. They have never apologized to me for it. It was a living nightmare.
Ive never experienced any hallucinations of any kind, however, difficulty with comprehension and being confused is fairly common with most severely depressed folks id guess.
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