Faith And Psychiatry
The Church of Scientology has been vehemently against all forms of psychiatry for decades. While their arguments easily descend into the realm of conspiracy theories (which only hurts their argument, IMHO), they also highlight a variety of abuses or potential abuses within the current system, as well as our sometimes almost blind acceptance of anything labeled "science."
Years ago I was treated for clinical depression, and I was shocked by what my (thankfully) honest doctor confessed: treatment was essentially educated guesswork. While depression is theoretically caused by a chemical imbalance in the brain, there is no test involved in detecting such an imbalance. As such, medications were prescribed in hit-or-miss fashion: I'd take a new drug, and afterward the doctor would either adjust the dosage, discontinue the medication, or add additional medications depending on my reaction. A single dose of one such medication put me into a near psychotic frenzy.
Unlike the Scientologists, I don't view this incident as evidence of a conspiracy or foul play. But it did underscore for me the very rudimentary stage our understanding of the mind and how to treat it continues to be. In a hundred years people will probably joke about our understanding of mental illness the way people today joke about lobotomies, leeches, and other antiquated medical practices once considered mainstream treatments.
Image courtesy of Scott Olson/Getty Images


Comments
Whether rudimentary or not, therapy and medication has saved my life. Along with clinical depression, the kind that has no known cause and no known end point, I suffered PTSD after being run down by a car, driven by an elderly woman with one leg who “got confused”. The combination of these sent me into a tailspin that only several medications, and changing them over the past 8 years regularly, and seeing a theapist who could talk me through the horror of being slammed to the ground after being hit by the car while I was in a crosswalk. This was only 2 weeks after 9/11, and what went through my mind as she hit me was that a terrorist was coming for me. I no longer see the therapist, insurance only covers so much time, but will take meds forever. And it is a small price to pay to keep my wacky brain chemicals in order. Without these I can’t say that I would still be on Earth, or at least living outside a locked facility. But, as a Pagan, this is not ever a problem for me, as we don’t try to manage mental health ourselves. We know better.