What it was like to see a psychiatrist

Part of an ongoing series about life with complex post-traumatic stress disorder

I was brought up to believe that psychiatrists were crazy people obsessed with brains, who needed to study them to find out what was wrong with themselves. They were really villainized in my household, probably because my parents kept getting referred to them and were afraid of what they’d be told (oh dysfunctional home lives…but enough about that!)