Friday, January 19, 2018

Don't believe in mental illness? Read this.

The clinical features of depression are well described by one of the pioneers of its study, the German psychiatrist Emil Kraepelin, writing in 1921: "He feels solitary, indescribably unhappy, as a "creature disinherited of fate"; he is skeptical about God, and with a certain dull submission, which shuts out every comfort and every gleam of light, he drags himself with difficulty from one day to another. Everything has become disagreeable to him; everything wearies him, company, music, travel, his professional work. Everywhere he sees only the dark side and difficulties; the people around him are not so good and unselfish as he thought; one disappointment and disillusionment follows another. Life appears to him to be aimless, he thinks that he is superfluous to the world, he cannot constrain himself any longer, the thought occurs to him to take his life without knowing why. He has a feeling as if something has cracked in him." I could not put more eloquently the words to describe clinical depression. I am no 'academic' expert on the subject. I am however a 'human' expert. I believe I am still in a state of depression and it's beginning to get on my last nerve, seriously. I know it's not going to go away on it's own but I am so against medication. I have tried a few and yes they work, but...side effects...yuck. The only one I truly liked was Wellbutrin, the ORIGINAL, not the crappy generic that does not work, but WELLBUTRIN the actual drug, not Buproprion. That shit made my hair fall out, and I'm not saying a bit, I literally had bald spots! Insurance won't let me get the brand name, even if my doctor recommends it, too bad they say. Take generic or pay $$$ for it and it's expensive! What's the point of going on, really? In three generations will anyone even know my name, or anyone even care? No.

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