Sounds just like my father. He thinks that I'm lazy and just pop meds all day when really I get panic attacks just thinking of going back to work. I tell him I need a ride to the pdoc and he says "when are you going to stop this crap and grow up". One thing I can tell you about our old school dads is that they aren't going to change. No matter what we do or say or feel, they're stuck in their ways. When my dad starts with me I change the subject. If it's over the phone I say goodbye. I know how bad it hurts trust me. My pdoc told me I need to get on SSDI but my dad said "no daughter of mine will be on that! Handicap my ***!' It hurts when you're own family treats you like this.

Dx: BP2, PTSD, bulimia/anorexia
Risperdal 4mg
Trileptal 300mgs
Buspar 45mgs
Ativan 1mg PRN
Vyvance 70mgs PRN