Global Madness: What Must Happen To Unite?
“I Love My Diagnosis”: The Benefits of Mental Illness
Human beings appear hard-wired to notice differences between each other and then respond by separating and discriminating against each other. In this paper, we look at what could happen for us to unite together as one people on one planet by incorporating our differences to serve a greater good. This article references what my life is committed to in the future, directly taking these issues on, so that we all can take a giant step toward individual empowerment and global unity.
This article was previously published in the Journal of the 2019 Conference For Global Transformation in May 2019 and was named as the prestigious Editor’s Choice.
Back to the Mental Health Basics
An acquaintance recently shared with me what he apparently felt was outstanding news:
“I just found out I’m clinically depressed!” he beamed with pride.
He perhaps thought that I, as a psychiatrist, would share in his excitement. Maybe he thought it would strike a chord of kinship for me to know he’s “one of my people.” Or part of my “target population.” In line with my training, I was struck with how his affect seemed seriously off-kilter given his proclaimed diagnosis. (Hmm, come to think of it, maybe he really was deeply disturbed).
Treatment Protocols of a Non-Medicating Psychiatrist
At 14 years old, I became interested in the psychiatric field when my brother, Don, (14 years older than me), entered the field after completion of medical school. The notion of the healing power of listening and being a better “friend” (than the world provides) captured me. Since I loved being around people and hearing their stories, I thought this could be something I could do too. But I was in middle school. A career was a long way away. Read more…
For nearly thirty years I was getting paid lots of money to prescribe medications as a psychiatrist. Although for the last fifteen or so years, I was fraught with internal conflict over prescribing medications. Nevertheless, I did it anyhow. I wrote the prescriptions that I was expected to write. And I rationalized my actions with excuses and reasons. Read more…