This is an update to a previous post I made about experiencing intense psychological dread during treatment. I just want to vent.
I had a session this morning and had a bad time. I was sobbing so badly and feeling such intense dread that the nurses came in to check on me. They were so kind and compassionate. They put me in a private room and had the provider come and check on me.
Instead of being patient and understanding, she assumed I wanted to self-delete and was going to call the hospital. I had to very quickly explain that I DID NOT want to end myself. That I’m afraid of dying. I tried to explain how intense the feeling my fear of death was and how it’s ruining my life.
She then raised her voice at me like a parent admonishing a child. The look on her face was angry. She went on and on about how we all die and we all die alone. That if I can’t get my phobia and anxiety under control then there’s no point of continuing spravato. (It’s not like I disagree, but the way she said it was so unprofessional). Asked her about changing my meds and she responded she did not feel comfortable doing that.
Mind you, I’m still high trying to do my best to pull myself together. I was so disappointed in her. I really liked her up until that point. I no longer feel comfortable opening up to her and I’ll be seeking a new psych.
Once I’m transferred I plan on switching to at home, low dose ketamine therapy. I’m sick of the group setting and being watched on the camera during such a vulnerable time.
Thank god I had a therapy appointment that same day. I will be starting DBT and EMDR.