After a bad car accident and all the stresses that came after it, Dr. bills, surgery, etc. I was feeling depressed. I'd never felt like this before. I was dealing with a lot of new things. I went to someone to talk it out. I was working a late night shift so when I went to my appointment with the therapist I had two cups of coffee & two Mt Dews. I explained I was totally wired and shaky on all that caffenine. The therapist, who met with me for less than 20 mins, ask me if I had extreme highs and lows, I told her, "No, nothing out of the ordinary". Never asking for any additional info. Because I was so nervous and high on caffenine my hands were shaky and my voice plus I am a normal fast talker. I've been compared to a fast talking New Yorker-No offense meant to anyone. Which is normal for me. When I get nervous I always get shaky because I get sooo nervous. It's the reason I've never been a waitress, I'd probably spill your food on you-LOL. She took this as being Manic Depressive and immediately wanted to put me on Lithium. I was shocked! Floored! And really upset with her. I left feeling she hadn't taken any time to really get to know me. She was making a diagnosis based on caffenine! After meeting with her I was scheduled to see the psychiatrist and it was the same thing. He watched his clock the entire time. I kept following his eyes. He didn't try to get to know me. He only told me what 'she' thought. He was ready to give me a prescription. I was so upset. I told him that in no way, shape, or form was I going to began messing with my brain function with drugs of any sort when neither of them took the time to talk to me about why I was even there. And that they were basing their so-called diagnosis is based on caffenine. I never went back to a psychiatrist.
I'm telling this story to tell people to be careful. They only wanted my insurance money. They weren't at all concerned with my well-being. It's sad.
God Bless