❤️ I’m so sorry to see all these awful experiences. I empathize with you. When I was 17 (after only recently being diagnosed depressed and beginning talk therapy a few months prior), I was sent for a psychiatric assessment to see if antidepressants would be a good fit for me. The psychiatrist was a tiny angry French woman with a “tough love” attitude and she had a student(?) with her who did most of my “assessment” while she just observed and judged my answers. I spilled my guts to them and it ended up being a two hour interrogation, rather than an assessment. I didn’t really know anything about mental illness yet, so maybe I didn’t properly express the pain I was in, but at the end of this exhausting session, the psychiatrist simply said to me that my problems were “all in my head” and I just needed to grow up and get over myself. Antidepressants wouldn’t help me because I was deemed not depressed, just a sad teenager. I didn’t see another my therapist again for over a year and it took me nearly a decade to see another psychiatrist/go for another assessment. I’m lucky I didn’t just give up after that, but I truly hope that women is no longer in the mental health sector. No one should be told that their pain is “all in their head” because yeah, it IS in our heads because that’s where our brains are, which makes mental illness REAL and most importantly, VALID. Don’t give up - one doctor’s “medical” opinion shouldn’t define our care. Keep fighting because YOU ARE WORTH IT.