From Your Friend at NAMI


The following exchange is between me and a complete stranger on Facebook. She had been blocked from the site she was posting on so she started messaging me privately.

Katie Tate

  • Uh..being fat is a direct result of unexpressed depression. Do you ever follow your own psycho babble? LOL

  • Anne C Woodlen

    Tuesday

    Anne C Woodlen

    • Being fat is a result of taking antidepressants. Read the Physicians Drug Reference. All antidepressants carry weight gain as a side effect. And it’s not about ‘expressing your depression;–it’s about expressing the anger that is turned inward and causing your depression.

  • Katie Tate

    Tuesday

    Katie Tate

    • I take it you’re taking antidepressants then? Are you really this thick, literally?

    • And it’s called a “Physician’s Desk Reference”

  • Anne C Woodlen

    Wednesday

    Anne C Woodlen

    • I am not taking antidepressants. And thanks for the PDR correction–it seemed out of whack when I wrote it.

  • Katie Tate

    11 hours ago

    Katie Tate

    • No problem – Studies have proven that behind weight issues are psychological issues. Perhaps you should see a therapist and address whatever issue you aren’t currently facing. You are overweight for a reason…you should find out why. Take care.

  • Anne C Woodlen

    5 hours ago

    Anne C Woodlen

    • I am overweight because I took antidepressants everyday for 26 years. The damage they caused included–but certainly was not limited to–immune system dysfunction that resulted in chronic fatigure syndrome, which means I can’t exercise. “Studies have proven”–there are no studies correlating antidepressants and weight gain. We have an obesity epidemic in this county–and, in this country, antidepressants are the second most-prescribed drug. How about doing a study on that? And what kind of stupid, arrogant bitch tells a complete stranger how she should live her life? I am overweight because I took psych meds, and what is your problem that you are so obsessed with my weight? Kindly go fuck yourself.

  • Katie Tate

    about an hour ago

    Katie Tate

    • You’ve got to be kidding me. Only a dumb bitch like you would blame a drug for a weight problem. Put your cheeseburgers and doughnuts down, join a gym and shut the fuck up. You’re a sorry excuse of a human being if you’re sitting around blaming everyone and everything else for your issues. I’ll tell you what kind of bitch tells you this: An advocate for the National Alliance For the Mentally Ill, A girl who got a degree in the sciences of Neurology, a guest speaker on National Public Radio, a published writer, a six foot tall gorgeous – popular woman. I don’t blame anyone or anything for my problems. I own them and face them one by one. You’ll be fat and miserable for the rest of your sorry life, good luck with that.

  • Anne C Woodlen

    37 minutes ago

    Anne C Woodlen

    • Ah-h-h-h, NAMI. That explains it. Take your drugs and don’t ever, ever, ever admit there are side effects. You still taking drugs? Can’t go it alone?

  • Katie Tate

    36 minutes ago

    Katie Tate

    • Let me explain something to you. There are only a handful of antidepressants that cause weight gain. Biologically they cause the person taking them to crave carbohydrates. Once the drug is discontinued, the person stops craving carbohydrates and normal habits are acquired. This is what drives me crazy – people who go around making statements without having the education to back them up. You’re a moron, go back to college.

  • Katie Tate

    35 minutes ago

    Katie Tate

    • You think that members of NAMI are patients?? LOL Most of us are Doctors….God…fat and dumb. How do you not commit suicide.?

    • Sorry, have to go back to work – I’m blocking your ignorant, fat ass. And that Susan Kingsley…whatever the fuck. Poor, white trash. You guys all belong together. Ignorance should stick with ignorance.

    REPLY FROM NAMI:

Dear Anne,

Thank you for contacting NAMI, the National Alliance on Mental Illness. We recently received your email critical of Katie Tate as an advocate.  [I did not send a “critical email.”  I sent the link to this blog, whereon were posted Katie’s words without any editorial comment from me.  ACW]

I am sorry that I do not know Katie Tate from the thousands of advocates NAMI has.

We have means to work out differences in the NAMI hierarchy, however. If you have a grievance, I will be glad to tell you how to report that complaint. Just reply to this email with details about your concern and how NAMI is related to Ms. Tate.

_________

Most issues between NAMI members and staff are effectively resolved.  [This is not between a member and staff.  This is between a NAMI advocate–presumably a member–and a complete stranger.  ACW]

We hope this information has been helpful. Please feel free to contact NAMI National Information HelpLine at 1 (800) 950-6264 for further information between 10 a.m. & 6 p.m., ET, Monday through Friday, or visit our website at www.nami.org.

Sincerely,

Loren Booda

Information Specialist

NAMI National Information HelpLine

3803 N. Fairfax Drive Suite 100

Arlington, VA 22203

loren@nami.org

703-524-7600

About annecwoodlen

I am a tenth generation American, descended from a family that has been working a farm that was deeded to us by William Penn. The country has changed around us but we have held true. I stand in my grandmother’s kitchen, look down the valley to her brother’s farm and see my great-great-great-great-great-grandmother Hannah standing on the porch. She is holding the baby, surrounded by four other children, and saying goodbye to her husband and oldest son who are going off to fight in the Revolutionary War. The war is twenty miles away and her husband will die fighting. We are not the Daughters of the American Revolution; we were its mothers. My father, Milton C. Woodlen, got his doctorate from Temple University in the 1940’s when—in his words—“a doctorate still meant something.” He became an education professor at West Chester State Teachers College, where my mother, Elizabeth Hope Copeland, had graduated. My mother raised four girls and one boy, of which I am the middle child. My parents are deceased and my siblings are estranged. My fiancé, Robert H. Dobrow, was a fighter pilot in the Marine Corps. In 1974, his plane crashed, his parachute did not open, and we buried him in a cemetery on Long Island. I could say a great deal about him, or nothing; there is no middle ground. I have loved other men; Bob was my soul mate. The single greatest determinate of who I am and what my life has been is that I inherited my father’s gene for bipolar disorder, type II. Associated with all bipolar disorders is executive dysfunction, a learning disability that interferes with the ability to sort and organize. Despite an I.Q. of 139, I failed twelve subjects and got expelled from high school and prep school. I attended Syracuse University and Onondaga Community College and got an associate’s degree after twenty-five years. I am nothing if not tenacious. Gifted with intelligence, constrained by disability, and compromised by depression, my employment was limited to entry level jobs. Being female in the 1960’s meant that I did office work—billing at the university library, calling out telegrams at Western Union, and filing papers at a law firm. During one decade, I worked at about a hundred different places as a temporary secretary. I worked for hospitals, banks, manufacturers and others, including the county government. I quit the District Attorney’s Office to manage a gas station; it was more honest work. After Bob’s death, I started taking antidepressants. Following doctor’s orders, I took them every day for twenty-six years. During that time, I attempted%2
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One Response to From Your Friend at NAMI

  1. telula2 says:

    WOW! Just about as professional as some of the “great and powerful” “doctors” I have dealt with. I’m sure it’s all me though being that I do research, have a Science degree, and can carry on a conversation with a complete stranger without telling said stranger that they are fat and stupid. I can actually keep the curse words out too but for this special occasion I would like to add some flavor to the mix by saying how Fucking DISGUSTING and sad it is that a NAMI ADVOCATE speaks to people in this manner!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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