I went in 2 see what they could do about my concentration. by bf told the chick i had a "fiery temper" and she decided i was bi-polar. After starting the meds for those, i had a mental breakdown and spent the night in the psych ward. the doc there said im not even close to being bp, that i'm just run of the mill depressed. been doing decently overall since they put me on wellbutrin a yr ago..

who diagnosed u with bipolar wen u didnt have it? lulu

A'h, I had a breakdown at work and told my boss f u. I could not come back until I had some professional help. The bipolar came from my gp who insisted I go see a professional. Over the two years he was my doctor, he noticed how my moods shifted. Of course I didn't go until I had to, and when I sought help I was diagnosed with major depression and bipolar.

I know all to well about being misdiagnosed with BP. They started giving me meds I didn't need and everythingk got way out of control. I eventually OD'd on Lithium and spend several days in ICU on dialisys. After that a week in a mental ward. I was then correctly diagnosed with major depression and generalized anxiety disorder.

I had always had minor bouts of depression, but then I suffered loss after loss of loved ones and friends. With each loss, I slipped deeper into depression until I no longer even wanted to live. Still, I steadfastly remained certain, I was just sad and rightly so w/ everything I had on my shoulders. I refused help even when it was offered.

Then I took an acupuncture course for my insomnia. My depression lifted, just disappeared, but only for about 2 weeks. Continuing acupuncture never again relieved it. However seeing again what it felt like to not be in hell, I then spoke to my doctor and finally embarked on my road to recovery.

It was a chick named Ginger. Her whole job is giving medications. A counselor at my college recommended her. Thank God she moved out of state.

First I have to ask....did you draw your avatar?

I was DX'd with social anxiety in around 2001 or so....I was almost to the point of being agoraphobic. I was medicated for that and things bettered.

At the end of Nov 2007 I was put in the nuthouse for an OD and it was there I was DX'd with Major Depression and again with anxiety.

I was diagnosed with Complex PTSD, ODD, ADHD and depression but they weren't sure if depression was related ot possible diagnosis of biploar or borderline disorder- over ten years ago when I went through a depression and went to the doctor on advice from a therapist. I was given Trazadone (because I also have sleep disorder) and the drug made me sleep ALL DAY. Took it for three weeks went back to PDoc and he just upped the dosage.... I stopped taking the med and flushed it.... that was the last time I took meds for it.

kaino...no i got this on mariska's website :)

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I should have been diagnosed when I was 14 and was drug into the Dr's office after passing out at school. My parents however did not believe anything was wrong with me, I weighed 68 pounds because i was a cheerleader, a dancer and a gymnast.
The actual diagnosis came when I was 17 and taken to the shrink after my parents found a letter written to my best friend telling her about the sexual abuse I was enduring at the hands of my brother.
Diagnoses continued to mount as I continued to deteriorate through drug and alcohol addiction and an eating disorder. I was diagnosed with Borderline as a teenager and then it was changed to Bi-polar with Borderline affects, as an adult. Also of course have PTSD that was rediagnosed after my son passed away and the ED, anorexia with bulimic tendencies, that seems to never go away for very long. Somewhere in there with all the hospitalizations dysthymia became a permanent part of my chart as well.

Felt really morose all the time and saw a doctor who had experienced it herself. I was flabergasted that "normal" people got it too.

I'm undiagnosed, but to me it's pretty obvious that I have it, I'm a nice patchwork of scars, brusies and oncoming alcohol abuse, but have too much pride and paranoia that its going to be recorded and screw me over in the non existent future to be treated...

Takes me back over 40 years! Here goes: Father lays huge shame trip on me. I sink into profound depression. Get taken to the professionals, who diagnose me schizophrenic. Get Shiz. meds, which REALLY make me sick. Get sent to nut house for more of same. Finally could not stand medicated stupor any longer, so stopped taking meds of any kind.

two weeks later, I passed a board of review, and they pronounced me "cured". I was a walking basket of Freudian Delight, but they lock you up for ACTING crazy, not BEING crazy. Got the ptsd taken care of last year, been pretty well since then. Still take two meds; don't know if they even work anymore, but no side effects, so I take them like a good patient. Good luck with the cutting thing. That is one of the tough ones, all right. You ought to take a look at the Ur Not Alone teen support site. But you are doing great in here with us codgers and old fogeys! No huggs. Just a grin!

dangg layniee...thats kinda like me....wen i was 14 my counselor wanted me to see a professional and i asked my parents they said no...16 yrs old i spilled the beans about being sexually abused, everyone found out about the cutting, and i went to the hospital in april..now my dad took me out of therapy hes such a jerkkk!!! now i cnt seem to manage the mood swings and i get rly suicidal and im so sad and cry alot but no one cares....im glad u got the help