Warning: rant. I am coming out with this right here, right now: So bipolar is okay. Schiz is okay. Depression is okay. These, I hear, are maybe growing up problems or “extreme states” or maybe a “spiritual crisis.”
So lyme disease we can blame on the tick. Cancer we can blame on a tumor. A car accident on a drunk driver and a bump on the head can be blamed on a brick.
Alcohol on the bottle. Child abuse on the parents and spousal abuse on the spouse. Overeating on sugar. Not eating on….
Oh, that, my friends, is a moral problem.
Get real. Do I hear a double standard in antipsychiatry?
I’m sorry, but eating disorders include anorexia and eating disorders are REAL just like any of the other so-called mental illnesses are real to those that suffer from them. You can call these conditions “mental illness,” or anything else if you don’t like the word “mental illness.” It’s just a name, right?
It’s psychiatry’s fault that they called them “mental illnesses” and imprisoned people, which they never should have done. It’s psychiatry’s fault that they lied to people and said, “It’s for life,” when in fact, most of these so-called “illnesses” are temporary. It’s psychiatry’s false claim that the “only” cure and “best” and “safest” cure is medication, when these pills are hardly safe and really shouldn’t be used at all, or extremely rarely. It’s psychiatry’s fault that they lock people up willy-nilly when really, it makes no sense to further punish them who are already suffering enough! It’s psychiatry’s fault that these doctors poke fun at patients, belittle them, and devalue their patients. In turn, if these doctors are going to treat their patients that way, I don’t think they are very valuable as doctors, do you?
I hate psychiatry. I hate what my psychiatrists did to me. I hated that they denied me care, saying that eating disorders were “nothing” or “trivial.” I hated that they lied to my parents, betrayed my confidentiality, treated me like a child, and raked in thousands from our family. I hated being tied to a bed and left for dead for six hours. I hated their antisemitism. I hated that they treated me like I was an imbecile. I hated the way they mimicked me, poked fun at me, laughed at me behind my back and right in front of me, yelled at me, called me a liar. I hated the quacks. I hated the accusations. I hated that therapists sexually abused me. I hated the “state hospital” threats, and the real state hospital, and electroshock, and force-feeding. I hated being stripped naked, searched, and thrown into an empty room like a caged animal. I hated the forced drugging. I hated that doctors saved my life only because in doing so, they were avoiding an imagined lawsuit.
This is healthcare? No, it ain’t. Healthcare for the very rich…I’ve heard they sometimes get private rooms.
I have an eating disorder and it’s no different from any other so-called “mental illness.” If anyone in antipsychiatry wants to discriminate against me because they feel that my having starved myself was some “moral choice,” go ahead.
So depression is a moral choice too. And schiz is the devil. Cancer, that’s a bad habit. And it was your fault that you walked into the woods and got bitten by a tick. I can play this game, too. If you want to say anorexia is a choice, then I can say YOUR DISEASE was your choice, too. Go screw.