I was with one of my psychiatrist for five years or so following my life trauma that resulted in big time PTSD. For a very long time she was wonderful and so supportive. But then something changed. I don't know if she changed, I changed or both. But for whatever reason I started asking her questions about her changing behaviors toward me. I asked the same question at different sessions and what she said was conflicting with her other statements. I finally met with her and I said I don't trust you anymore because I don't think you are being honest with me now. I think it would be best if I return to the care of my previous psychiatrist (never would have left him but he left the area for awhile).
Well I guess it totally took her by surprise and she started crying. Oh lordy did I feel uncomfortable. I needed some prescriptions to hold me over until my appt with my other doc but I just wanted to get out of that office as quickly as I could so I left without them. That was awful.
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