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  1. So, it's probably been about 18 months since I was first diagnosed with depression and stuff. It's always been a pretty big part of my life really. Not sure where it came from, just always been there, I suppose. I won't go into all the emoy details of my depression, but, I'm sure it's a story you've all heard before, suicide, sadness and a pointless existence, you get the idea. At first, I was very wary of Anti-depressants, I figured that if I couldn't solve it on my own, what was the point? If I was useless to the point of being unable to solve this on my own I suppose I deserved whatever was coming my way. So, this went on for a few months, and gradually things got worse, eventually stuff happened and I finally decided to try SSRIs. So, I was started on Setraline and handed a rather massive sheet of side affects which informed me all the creative ways I'd die, lose my hair, get fat and no longer feel sexual arousal. Again, I froze for a bit, it was a few days before I finally decided to actually start on them, and frankly, it sucked. I was still depressed but now I was depressed and nauseous all the time. Regardless, I figured fuck it, if I'm going to be depression, why not feel physically awful too? Then... Well, it just worked. I know it sounds a bit dumb, but, just rather suddenly, I didn't worry any more. I stopped being sad for no reason and instead felt happy. Very happy, it was amazing. I hadn't felt this way for as long as I could remember. Anyway, that stopped after about a week, and a more normal "Well, okay, I'm sad sometimes, but, I'm more in control" took over. And, that's basically continued. You have bad times and good times, but, I was never really sad in the same way again, it was never an all-encompassing sadness, from then on, it was just that a part of me was sad, but, the rest of me could do something, it could try and fix it, or at the very least, it could keep going until the sadness ended. So, what I'm saying is, kids, do drugs. Or, at least try them as prescribed by your doctor.
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