for the siren
Thanks for understanding what I was saying about anti-depressants. It took a long time for me to accept the fact that I needed help. I was actually on them, and many other things, in high school. That doctor's answer to everything was more pills, newer pills, better pills. Found myself making up symptoms to get the "better pills". Got hooked. Quit cold turkey one night when I went into the bathroom with the shoebox (yes, shoebox, and I have big feet!) full of everything I'd accumulated and proceeded to flush every last pill down the toilet. Had to flush more than a few times.<BR>After that I would so much a swallow an asprin. I refused antibiotics more than once. I shunned cold and sinus tablets. I didn't even take the pain meds after giving birth or having dental work. I couldn't even stand to swallow those tiny little BC pills. <BR>It is still very difficult for me to accept the fact that I must take what I take now to function. Every now and then, I trick myself into believing I'm just fine, miraculously cured, and no longer need any meds. I stop taking them for a few days and then wake up one morning not able to get out of bed.<BR>Sorry, I'm rambling. I just meant, it is possible for a person to be depressed and not realize it or not accept it for whatever reason. I know people are being abused by doctors Rx'ing unnecessary mood-altering drugs for depression, anxiety, ADD/ADHD, etc., but it can help if you need it. And I wholly agree that it is a decission that should not be made lightly.