I saw my psychitrist today(i see him once a month) for meds. He asked me how I was...and I answered truthfully..."not so good"

He actaully rolled his eyes and said..."now what?!"

Then he said...let me guess...your not happy with your meds. Right?

I was on the verge of tears before i went in there...and I just started bawling. I told him I hadnt been sleeping...and my anxiety attacks were getting out of hand. I am on busbar and lamictal.

Then he folds his hands and crosses his legs and says..."You make me feel like I'm not doing my job right" I can't keep changing your meds everytime I see you.

I was so angry--it was almost as if he was blaming the meds not being effective on me somehow. Do doctors really want to know whats going on with you---or do they just want to hear that everything is fine and their choice of drugs was the best possible solution?
I just got so mad---and did something completely out of character for me...I fought back.
I said to him...I don't care how YOU feel...I dont come here to talk about your feelings...I am here for me.

Then I focused and said...I need something for anxiety...and I need to sleep.
I dont know why the meds arent working for me...I honestly dont see an improvement.
I have been on this combo for four months now---i'm not a doctor---but I think its plenty of time for the full effects to be seen and felt.

My anxiety has actually increased. My panic attacks have doubled. I am so angry all the time and I am starting to doubt this doctors professionalism as well as his abilty as a doctor.

My first inclination is just to shut it and take it. But there is a part of my brain screaming...NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

I didnt ask to be taken off any of the meds I am on. He scribbled out two scripts...one for klonapin and one for lamictal...and told me to go.

So I guess I'm not on busbar anymore...