Comments on: Why I Saw My First Psychiatrist, Part Five http://realmental.org/archives/164 RealMental is a safe community where you can share and learn about mental health and everything that goes along with it. Sun, 29 May 2011 01:29:27 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.2 By: carri ann http://realmental.org/archives/164#comment-1359 carri ann Fri, 14 Dec 2007 22:07:24 +0000 http://realmental.org/blog/archives/164#comment-1359 oh man! i've been thinking God exists - i know because i'm still here. i would have been dead a few times if it weren't for Him. i often wish i could redo high school and college and get the help i needed and have enjoyed it more but it was part of what has made me the person i am now, who has a heart to help others. thanks for sharing your story oh man! i’ve been thinking God exists – i know because i’m still here. i would have been dead a few times if it weren’t for Him. i often wish i could redo high school and college and get the help i needed and have enjoyed it more but it was part of what has made me the person i am now, who has a heart to help others. thanks for sharing your story

]]> By: Angelina http://realmental.org/archives/164#comment-1350 Angelina Thu, 13 Dec 2007 21:33:04 +0000 http://realmental.org/blog/archives/164#comment-1350 I feel the same way about my fifteen year old self- wishing that I could get her the help she desperately needed that I didn't get for another sixteen years. I wish my parents had sent me to a sanitorium- didn't they still have those when we were teens? But if my parents had managed to notice the dire trouble I was in, they would have just sent me to some hippie "doctor" who fixes auras. So maybe it's all better the way it really happened. Your post today brings back acute memories of what high school was like for me. I feel the same way about my fifteen year old self- wishing that I could get her the help she desperately needed that I didn’t get for another sixteen years. I wish my parents had sent me to a sanitorium- didn’t they still have those when we were teens? But if my parents had managed to notice the dire trouble I was in, they would have just sent me to some hippie “doctor” who fixes auras. So maybe it’s all better the way it really happened.

Your post today brings back acute memories of what high school was like for me.

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