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It took years to figure out what was going on with me. Prior to that I had a long list of diagnoses. Almost all of them didn't make much sense. They did a very poor job at describing my situation and feelings. It was frustrating and traumatizing.
I remember trying to explain why I did not have a particular diagnosis. No one listened. They just accused me of being in denial. Eventually I gave up and left psychiatry. Stopping medications and leaving the service stabilized me and saved my life. They were killing me.
Eventually I found me "diagnosis" via the internet. All it took was contacting an old psychiatrist who I had good rapport with previously to get an assessment.
-- That lady lead me on the path of recovery.
So many psychiatrists wrote that I had a very poor prognosis and would probably amount to nothing. I now work full-time and live a stable life.
Trust that diagnosis? Not if it doesn't make sense.
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Dx: Didgee Disorder
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