Jazz is an old blogging buddy. She published the below story on her blog, “In Pieces” to mark its end about a year ago as she’d recovered and no longer needed to think about such things she’d covered on the blog. At the time I wasn’t posting as I’ve taken many breaks in the last couple of years. I corresponded with her the other day that I might share her story now as it’s really a great commentary on how so many people end up on psychiatric drugs needlessly. They end up on drugs for very dubious reasons and then are told that they need them for the rest of their lives. This is most often a bold-faced lie. It may be that the psychiatrist who utters such fallacy believes their lies, but it’s nonetheless a damaging and damning pronouncement to all too many patients. Some people like Jazz figure this out and are able to free themselves. In our communication I’ve learned that Jazz continued to heal and is now writing fluently again, something she’d lost to the medications. She remains stable and healthy while she mothers her children and writes her books.