I MIGHT (re read, MIGHT) change my opinion on the psychiatrist but never on the psychologist. Who the forget do they think they are to suddently tell me how I'm supposed to live my life. Damn it dude, we just met; you don't know stuff about me.
The meds the psychiatrist gave me are apparently keeping me at bay although there are two which pretty much knock me out. I now have a circular box thingy to put my daily doses in it ^.^