posted on Jun, 20 2013 @ 02:30 PM
I was taken to a Psych, by my wife, because she was concerned I was depressed.
I live in a country that is not my own
I work overseas 300 days of the year
it is a high stress job
My wife is always complaining that why don't I get a normal job (or we'll be divorced)
Our life style does not allow the above
My Dad had just died
I had just quit smoking.
The psych, asked me a few very banal questions, and went, yes your depressed, take these pills. (SSRI)
I took them
My head felt wooly, I could not think, I had a crawling sensation on my head.
I did not feel "happy", although it did not zombiefy my, it did put me in a dark place.
I ahev always been the sort of person that when I am down, I have the ability to work through it, and find my own philosophical way. My wife has not,
has always been dependant on therapy, and pharma, and does not understand why I don't "need help". She does not understand the human experience.
Anyway, these put me in such a dark place, the like I have never felt before. I was so alone, and there was nothign anyone could do.
The only thing I could do, was stop (this was after 3 weeks on them). I stopped, and started smoking immediately. That was another by product, they
did not make me care that I had not smoked for 6 months. There was no ounce of my own will there. no questions, I just started.
I have been back to normal every since, despite protest from my wife that I should have kept on taking them, or if they were not working, get some
I saw what this # did to my dad, it is part of what killed him.
EVIL EVIL POISON.