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Post by kuwoobie on Jul 21, 2004 22:24:27 GMT -5
I have been secretly trying to get off of my meds for months now. I feel that they create dilusions that everything is alright when in fact, they aren't. Is it morally right for one to be forced under the influence of these pills? I will use myself as an example on this :
Reasons for : They numb my mind and emotions so I don't feel self destructive/wreckless/suicidal. They allow me to go about living my life doing all the little things I do (they actually make me feel like doing things) like getting a job/studying ect. Also, if I don't take them I have to go through crippling withdrawl symptoms.
Reasons against : They numb my mind and emotions so I can never really feel happy either. My body gradually gets used to them and their effect wears off, causing me to have to up my dosage regularily. It seems like before long I'll be eating ten pounds of pills every morning just so they can wear off eventually anyway. They're not doing anything to improve my life and are very expensive, costing me and my family money we don't really have. Sometimes I run out and we can't afford to more, causing me to go through weeks of withdrawls just so I can get back on them later. Also, I can't expect anything to improve while I'm under the dilusion that everything is ok and I'm perfectly content living this way.
I'm supposed to take them every morning. Recently I have had no reason to get up in the morning so often times I forget to take them. I'm hoping I can take them a little every few days until I don't need to take them at all. It's been about 4 days since I'd taken them last, and I'm feeling very sick from withdrawls. What would you do? Should I keep doing what I'm doing or turn back and live mindlessly content over nothing for the rest of my life?
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Post by The Wanderer on Jul 21, 2004 23:44:22 GMT -5
A girl I know, has had A.D.H.D. since she was in 1st grade. She has been taking pills since 1st grade. Horribly, her body has become terribly dependant on them. It has become so bad, that if her dosage is screwed up, she gets sick. REAL sick.
Yet, she is an only child, and her parents foolishly believe that Doctor knows best. Bologna. That's not the way I see it. After all, these prescription Docs could be in it just for the money, for all I know. But since this girl is an only child, she is treated with smothering attention, that encourages her to think that those pills are a necessity.
Oh yes, and it gets worse too. Three years back, she goes on these anti-depressants, from which Im told, her parents were experimenting them on her. Sadly, the genius parents of hers failed to double-check the side-effects of anti-depressants. The girl (named Jess), became depressed, and began having suicidal intentions. She had to spend two days and nights in the hospital, and a week at a detox clinic.
This girl, by the way, still lives at home. She can't drive, she can't hold a job, she blew a full ride at a university, after only a half-semester there. She is a year older than me, and unless she can pull off some kind of miraculous turn-around, she may not have a bright future.
Doctors say these pills, such as Prozac, Ritalin, and Paxil help people. Oh yes, they really helped destroy Jess's life. Let's give the smart doctors a round of applause. *claps once*
My point is, is that prescription mind control pills may be more addictive than cigarettes, marijuana, crack/cocaine combined. And they are legal for cryin out loud!
My advice to you kuwoobi:
As hard as it may be to deal with the withdrawal symptoms, get out of it as quickly as possible. Jess can never go off those pills, because she is hopelessly dependant on them. And the pills that are supposed to help her, have made her into a bitter, anti-social woman. Hurry, and get away from them.
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Post by Tdyans on Jul 22, 2004 0:03:27 GMT -5
I think none of us is a doctor of any sort and it's dangerous to give blanket advice on an issue like this.
As far as the general issue goes, I do believe that some people are medicated when they don't need to be and that we (both patients and doctors) often become over dependent on solving our problems with pills. And on the other hand, I believe that there are some people who genuinely do need medication and for whom it's dangerous not to take it (both for them and the people around them) or who just can't function without it.
For this specific case, all I can recommend is that you talk to someone about this. Trying to deal with it yourself and wean yourself off of these medications could be more dangerous than taking or not taking them altogether. I know you've said in the past that you don't like doctors, that they just prescribe pills without trying to do anything else to help you, etc. But if you can at least try to find a doctor (or failing that, a counselor at school or just anyone you can confide in) who will listen to your concerns about taking and not taking the medication and try to help you work through it and the problems that caused you to start taking it in the first place and figure out what's best or if there's any sort of alternative.
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Post by Ducky being lazy on Jul 22, 2004 0:15:07 GMT -5
I'd also suggest talking to a doctor, making a psychoatrist (I know I spelled that wrong.)
Have you ever considered talk therapy? It's supposed to be a good alternative to pills when helping with depression.
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Post by Eggz on Jul 22, 2004 0:43:05 GMT -5
I heard of lots of kids who get addicted to Ritalin. Maybe you should see a doctor. Why would you feel suicidal?
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Post by Buddy on Jul 22, 2004 7:34:29 GMT -5
Tdyans is right - medication is nothing to mess with. If you're going to try and take yourself off of medication, then you need to consult a doctor.
Now, as for the broader issue, we as American's are content with finding a pilll to solve everything. Look at how many "dietary supplements" you find at the store! Realistically, do you think there's such a pill that can make you thin? If there was, why would there be any fat people?
We want a pill to solve our problems. And there is no such pill. I've heard that tons of kids are now being "diagnosed" with ADD and being placed on Ritalin and the likes when they don't need to be.
People now adays are so quick to jump to ADD as the reason their child is "acting up" that they don't even consider that their child is just being a child! Now that I think of it, I heard a story where these parents placed a 6 year old on Ritalin. 6 years old!
Someday, I'm hoping someone will design a pill that will feed me, bath me, entertain me, and make it so that I don't have to go to the bathroom. Then, we can all sit around like slobs.
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Post by kuwoobie on Jul 22, 2004 9:41:08 GMT -5
I heard of lots of kids who get addicted to Ritalin. Maybe you should see a doctor. Why would you feel suicidal? I don't take ritalin. I take Paxil and welbutren. Suicidal as in death seems like a better alternative to mindlessly wading through random fuzzy hell every day with no rewards. I will never kill myself however, I fear there really is an after life, and if I'm going to die, I don't want to feel/see/hear/think anything ever again. Like sleeping dreamlessly forever. Whether it be heaven, hell or something else. I don't want it. Besides all that, I agree with Sir Wanderer. It seems like the doctors, or anyone for that matter, cares what is to become of their patients. Just perscribe a bunch of pills to keep them functioning among the hoards of mindless human worm babies and they're happy. I live in the United States of America, graduated highschool and have some college education,finally 18 (apparantly if you're under 18 you're sub human not fit for using as a door stop) yet I have to wash dishes and scrub floors just to make enough money to continue living this way. It's not much different for anybody else. Unless you're really lucky, or a criminal, you're not going have any money anyway. Money is actually the least of my worries. For example, there are migrant farm workers in Mexico who live in similar conditions. No phone line, no transportation, no running water. Yet they have friends and family who care for them, like most everyone does. Never, since I was very young, have I had such a luxury. Always isolated from everyone else. There has never been any room for me in anyone's life. People who would call me their friend when they never were, making things 1000 times worse. Sometimes it seems like I'd rather not have running water and electricity at all than to have them randomly cutting on and off, like free samples. Just like these people, who let me know what it's like to have a social life just so I know what's it's like when they decide they don't want my company anymore. After they've decided it's not funny anymore to let me feel loved, after it starts to SCARE them because I'm a FREAK. Because I don't speak in ebonics or skate board or any of that trendy bullsteamy dung they do. Not just them, but even my own kind, the one's who hurt me the most. The one's who would rather read a book than snort random white powder up their nose. They're the worst...they seem to have all the common interests and such but for some reason I'm just not good enough for them. No reasons at all. It's as if some divine power is influencing them so that God can laugh at me. Also, I see a psychiatrist whenever I can afford to. They're no different than the doctors who perscribe the pills. She actually told me there was nothing that could be done in my case! This isn't hard times, this is all the time, always. They say things will get better...from what? But there is still hope. Right now I'm studying all things that cannot be explained by science. Things people have sworn up and down are real, that I would never believe in if I weren't in this situation. With this, things could finally start to look up, as I would be able to bend reality as I see fit. The only way imaginable to make things right for me. It seems so far fetched, yet makes perfect sense... I have to keep positive about it, even though every positive thought I've ever had before was only setting me up for something bad. I could really screw myself up like this, or become demon possesed, or something. To be honest, I don't even care anymore. If it doesn't work, then I can rest assured there is nothing after this life, and I can die without worry. A win-win situation I think. To live happily or cease to exist, that is all I ask for.
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Post by Tdyans at work on Jul 22, 2004 11:47:26 GMT -5
Also, I see a psychiatrist whenever I can afford to. They're no different than the doctors who perscribe the pills. She actually told me there was nothing that could be done in my case! Then see someone else. Not all doctors are the same, not all psychiatrists are the same. That's why people get second opinions on things all the time. If this one isn't being any help, then find help elsewhere. Most colleges have some sort of support center where you can talk to a counselor for free, and I'm sure there are other resources out there as well where you can spend less (or nothing) and find some real help.
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Post by kuwoobie on Jul 22, 2004 14:09:56 GMT -5
Then see someone else. Not all doctors are the same, not all psychiatrists are the same. That's why people get second opinions on things all the time. If this one isn't being any help, then find help elsewhere. Most colleges have some sort of support center where you can talk to a counselor for free, and I'm sure there are other resources out there as well where you can spend less (or nothing) and find some real help. I can't go anywhere, I don't have a car, and walking anywhere in this town is suicide. Right now I'm feeling frantic and wreckless, like I'm trapped in a cage and I can't get out. It seems like even if I had something to do it wouldn't be enough. It's been like this for a long time, and it's getting worse every day. I used to be able to just go to sleep, but I can't. I feel like screaming and breaking things.
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Post by Tdyans at work on Jul 22, 2004 15:06:49 GMT -5
Call a free hotline or find an online support group where you can talk to people who might better be able to relate to what you're going through and/or let you know how they are dealing with or have dealt with these problems.
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Post by KittyKadaveral on Jul 29, 2004 6:25:34 GMT -5
I am a firm believer in that doctors now a days are more concerned on the monitary value as opposed to the actual healing of a patient. If you just pick an issue and add up the costs of treatment imagine all the money those wonderful doctors are going to be missing out on. My father was diagnosed with type two diabetes not too long ago. My mom added up the cost of pills, the tester, the strips and of course the doctor visits. Then she mutliplied that by the millions of people that are being treated for the same thing. This is a multi-billon dollar scam so why should they actually cure a person when they can get rich off 'healing.' As I've always said, doctors poison, healers heal. Now, I'm not saying they're all like that, it's just like saying all cops beat folks of other races for the heck of it. I'm just saying that a vast majority of modern doctors don't think about their patients anymore, but rather what they can stick insurance companies for and if you don't have insurace park your happy bum out by the curb and good luck to ye. My suggestion, do lots of research on the web. See if what you are doing is dangerous or can be self healed. My mom found out that type two diabetes IS self healing, but of course an idiot doctor isn't going to tell anyone that. Even my shaman said that type two can be healed or totally controlled. In fact, my father stopped with the white man pills and watches his diet and his sugar has been perfect for weeks now. I haven't found out if he went back to the doctor and what his 'condition' is now, but he's doing great and feels loads better...more so now that he's off those unnecessary pills. PS...as an after thought, vitamin B does wonders for a person. I was always sad and sluggish then started to bulk up on vitamin B...that can be found in your leafy veggies so salads are truly a wonder drug in themselves. If you even need a suppliment they're cheap and easy to get over the counter. I tried the salads and the suppliments for a while and it seems to have worked to the point where I don't need to constantly eat it. Also...I'm sure being set free from a doofy boyfriend helped, but that's another story Look into healthy routes, things were created for reasons. Nature holds the keys, man holds the bank accounts
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