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I have depression since 10 years. A lot of professionals diagnose a lot of bullshit, honestly. I'm not saying this lightly. But I have to say this after being in my situation, and visiting doctors of multiple different professions.

I frequented a psychiatric ambulance at the beginning of my illness. I had appointments there, diagnosing sessions. Due to multiple reasons (illness of one therapist, pregnancy of another therapist, and meeting the head therapist), I had 4 people diagnosing me, from the same unit, in the same building, all working as collegues.

• The first thought I'm depressed because of my alcohol problems, because that's the first thing she asked about, and of course the first thing I've answered. I told her that I don't even drink anything anymore, because my current illness (then it wasn't known if it is depression) makes me incredibly sleepy and nauseous just from one single beer. She took my answer as a lie, and therefor I was an alcoholic who tries to act he's not one.
• The second one thought that I was depressed because I used cannabis 8 years prior to that. It's obvious that cannabis causes this, the therapist suggested. So, again, the diagnose was quick, and based on the first issue she heard about, because that was how that dialog was going - by pure chance.
• The third one was sure that it was my heroin addicition I had for 1.5 years, 12 years prior. It was again obvious to that therapist, and it was again the first thing she asked.
• The fourth one simply said I'm an impostor, because I told her that I nearly fainted when I heard a joke that was too funny, and that I never experienced that before. She simply stated that she doesn't know what would be wrong with a joke. Laughing is good, she said, and not a sign of depression.

That was my first experience with therapists. It was a load of fucking bullshit. It sadly took 8 more years, and a lot of stupid therapists and doctors, to find one who could actually help me. And she only took 2 sessions to find out that I do not only have depression, but also generalized anxiety. She deduced that from me telling her which body parts of mine hurt the most when being very quickly exhausted from attempting to doing sports.

All other professionals simply told me that I shouldn't be so lazy and do more sports. I always told them that I never had an issue with being unfit, muss less nearly fainting from laughing, or getting visual glitches when walking for 10 minutes (really meant literal), and that I can't do sports because my current conditions doesn't let me.

Nearly all of them. Really, almost every single doctor and professional, made me feel like shit and suggested that I'm just lazy and that I want to avoid doing sports. They were all wrong, and honestly, most were assholes about it. I'm quite grumpy about this.

Professionals don't have much time, and they do indeed want to help. One way to look in the mirror and think of yourself as a person who also does his best and is able to help all his patients is this way: Whenever there's a patient where you have no idea how to help them - just tell yourself that patient is faking it. Done. This way, you don't have to take time to actually find a solution, while securing the desired status of the all knowing god in white.

It sucks, but that's what I think is going on.