RE: the 2016 trivial drivel thread

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...it was that I wanted "real" happiness and not the "fake" happiness I felt from taking a pill.

See, I don't think of it as fake at all. Granted they are over prescribed yada, yada but some people DO just have faulty wiring or chemical imbalances or real issues that are helped by an anti-depressant (the one my daughter is supposed to take is designed for anxiety primarily but it's WAY better than having her on Valium or something like that). It just centered her. She wasn't wildly happy on the anti-depressant...it just gave her some peace of mind. Without it...ay caramba, she's thinking. Always thinking. What if this, what if that, how do you know..HOW DO YOU KNOW??? She has this book called "Comfortable with Uncertainty". Now that she's off the meds, she wants absolute, 100% certainty in a world where it doesn't exist and you can't prove a negative. The stuff she wants answers to (and paralyze her)...makes my head spin. I can't give examples off hand but what if you wondered if you might get that flesh eating bacteria (for example). I can tell her it's HIGHLY unlikely unless she does x,y,z blah, blah. But then she goes to "yeah but what if"? and then "what if" again?? She doesn't believe in odds or probabilities. She's always looking at the outliers; the 1 in a million chance. It's truly sad (although Mark's life sucks more).

Anywho, all these years, she's probably been on that one medication for possibly a year and a half total (once for 8 months and then this last time for 7 months or so). She's always done better and then yeah, beyond the placebo, pharma thing, she also thinks she should get "better" naturally. That stupid pill just helps bring her some peace of mind. How she doesn't recognize THAT (and want that peace back) baffles the hell out of me.