So I finally saw a doctor yesterday about signs of possible depression. I was told this is the absolute worst time of year to feel this way, seeing as how the days are short, and the nights are endless. I was given a 'script for Celexa, and was told it was supposed to make me sleep steadier, and balance me out. Basically, it's like Zoloft's retarded cousin, or Prozac's inbred uncle. I'm unsure how the pills will effect me, but shit, I only hope they improve and not worsen my current "funk" so to speak.
I always thought I was a stronger individual and that prescription drugs were for the weak, but I guess we are lead to believe they are indeed needed by EVERYONE. We are only customers to these pushers, not patients. "My son goofs off in class"... throw a Ritolin in his P.B.J. "My 73 year old husband is unable to remain erect while spelunking my dry bat cave"... give his old ass a Viagra.
Are we sick, or all just slowly becoming hypochondriacs? I'm not sure, but fuck it. It can only get better from here right? Right?
I always thought I was a stronger individual and that prescription drugs were for the weak, but I guess we are lead to believe they are indeed needed by EVERYONE. We are only customers to these pushers, not patients. "My son goofs off in class"... throw a Ritolin in his P.B.J. "My 73 year old husband is unable to remain erect while spelunking my dry bat cave"... give his old ass a Viagra.
Are we sick, or all just slowly becoming hypochondriacs? I'm not sure, but fuck it. It can only get better from here right? Right?
corbet:
I'm not usually depressed but these long nights are definitely affecting me. It's really hard getting used to it being dark at 5 PM.
mitska:
Well, I hope you feel better regardless! 