“Look at Dr. Fightmaster over there. He doesn’t even want to be a psychiatrist.” I froze. I’d been found out. Then, a wave of fidelity crested and overcame years of hiding, as I replied, “You’re right; I don’t want to be a psychiatrist.”
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Written in the Stars: Psychiatry and Me
I’m a psychiatrist. Every so often, whether I’m walking along the stream in our neighborhood, drinking freshly poured-over coffee, or watching sports, this fact enters my awareness. Even now, six years after committing to become a shrink, it still makes me chuckle. I don’t laugh because of the stereotype or because of any residual disdain … Continue reading Written in the Stars: Psychiatry and Me
Why I Became A Psychiatrist (Really)
“So, why did you decide to be a psychiatrist?” My reply was crisp: “People." The real reason? I was compelled like iron filings to the magnet.
