I was in a very similar boat last year. They had me on Risperdal which worked great on the hallucinations but then I started getting nipple discharge so they took me off it and decided "to see how well I could function in society without it". Yes my P-Doc was an idiot. Of course the hallucinations came back and I was 'voluntarily committed' (not that I would have had a choice for very long). In all honesty, it was the best thing that could have happened. Going to hospital sucks, not going to lie, and it wasn't my first time, but I am doing soooo much better now. They got me on Wellbutrin and Seroquel and I haven't had hallucination since I got out right after Christmas. My P-Doc in the ward thought 'what the hell was your dr. thinking taking you off without a replacement' and I got a different one as soon as I was out. I only have to see them every three months now, which is awesome, although I see my therapist once a week (largely as preventative maintenance). I know it is horrible going in and seems like it takes forever to get out, but being free of hallucinations has been so worth it for me (even though I didn't deem them as 'that bad', when I got put in this time). However, once on meds, it's amazing to look back and realize how skewed my view of reality was and that my thoughts and actions were so unpredictable. I have clarity of thought, and the best way I can explain it is comparing it to drunk driving. When people are drunk they make poor choices, and they drive thinking it's not that bad, I can handle this, but everyone else around them knows it's wrong and dangerous. When off meds, even with hallucinations, I think it's not that bad, I can handle it, I'm not making poor choices, when really that's exactly what I'm doing and everyone else around me can see it but me, and I don't believe them till I'm on the right meds and can look back.
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God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
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