I'm not just Bipolar but also got the Schizophrenic to deal with. I hate my pdoc. She don't listen to me and I tell her about the voices that they say constantly ways to hurt myself and even what ways to kill myself. Well, these voices kept telling me to hurt myself and I did.... Well, I cut myself in three different spots and then tons of blood ugh... Well I see my PDoc tomorrow and if she don't listen to me or put me back on my Respirdal I think I am going to find a new PDoc because I can't live like this anymore. I mean I am paying money to see her and she is downright worthless.
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