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Monday, September 29, 2003


Psychiatry and Myself

As one of my Psych prof's said to my class back at BC, everyone is dysfunctional and in need of therapy to some extent. I mean, how cathartic is it just to be able to tell someone how you feel and what your problems are?

I think in studying medicine and with Psychiatry in particular, a med student may fall into seeing one's traits in what one is studying and immediately labelling. I couldn't help but see that I am obsessive compulsive to some degree and I have delusions of some degree, but are they so pervasive that they cause dysfunction?

No, I don't think so. Yes, I may refold clothes that may not "seem" folded right. Yes, my closet and my dresser may look like a display case at Rustan's. And yes, my bed is always made to near-military precision. But this is just part of who I am, the sum-total of my experiences and biology. I mean, what may not seem normal to someone else, is perfectly normal to me. For example, when I stir my coffee, I always have to stir at least 25 times in a counter-clockwise direction. And when eating at a fast-food burger place, I eat only the fries first, then the burger, than the soda.


By Rafael @ 9:41 PM




psych and my bro

This site is finally up and running. We're just two weeks away from sembreak. Two more weeks of Psychiatry. Ah Psychiatry. What I find somewhat disturbing is the constant barging of thoughts that my brother is probably suffering from some psychiatric disorder. When my parents told me of his amnesis, yes, he is at a higher risk than we are of suffering from one. (What makes the feeling worse is that I'm actually guilty that I have contributed to his "different" behaviour). So far, I haven't found a diagnosis for him. I'm not hoping to find one. Maybe we all have "traits" of these psych disorders, its just that he's way of taking care of things are different from the way I take care of things so that I turn to Psych for an explanation.


By jadetv @ 4:22 PM



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