About one year after I met one of my best friends that I chum around with now, he began to develop this manic alter ego that he controlled. We would
be in a restuarant talking about this or that he would suddenly feel the need to raise his voice, or if we were having a few beers, he would draw
attention to himself by acting more drunk than he really was. This got a few laughs out of me the first few times, but eventually it got me

.
When his father started having heart problems he began to worry about his potential for heart problems...this guy is a personal trainer at a gym, so
it was a little manic of him again...well - this led to panic attacks and he thought he was going to die. Doctor says he's depressed and gives him
paxil. I was the one guy he knew would stick by his side thru his problems and his parents are divorced and still pretty bitter, so most of his
problems landed on my shoulders.
Well, after hearing enough of his psychosomatic issues, I began to feel incredibly depressed myself - My grades slumped at college and I got on paxil,
then bumped up to wellbutron. I finally pulled myself out of it after about 6 monthes, realizing that it was all induced by what I was thinking and
the fact that I never saw any changes in my moods when I took my medication.
My friend is now doing a lot better - still manic as all hell - but he is addicted to paxil. If he goes without it for 2 days he starts to get faint,
dizy and nauziated. He's been trying to cut back but it's been a tough uphill battle.
My point: Always remember that you are in total control of your life and you cannot change everything that you don't like. Take the bad things in
stride with the good and remember that every day is worth living to the fullest. And here's another pointer...if you take anti-depressant pills,
don't over indulge in smoking weed and drinking...your pissing your Rx money away, literally.