FUcking anti--depressents=lame.

just fyi here are some of the listed side effects of three classes of antidepressant drugs:

Side effects of SSRIs: Nausea, diarrhea, headaches. Sexual side effects are also common with SSRIs, such as loss of libido, failure to reach orgasm and erectile problems. Serotonin syndrome is also a worrying condition associated with the use of SSRIs. The Food and Drug Administration has included Black Box warnings on all SSRIs stating how they double suicidality (from 2 in 1,000 to 4 in 1,000) in children and adolescents who are prescribed these drugs.

Side effects of TCAs (tricyclic antidepressants): Fairly common side effects include dry mouth, blurred vision, drowsiness, dizziness, tremors, sexual problems, skin rash, and weight gain or loss.

Side effects of MAOIs (monoamine oxidase inhibitors): Rare side effects of MAOIs like phenelzine (brand name: Nardil) and tranylcypromine (brand name: Parnate) include liver inflammation, heart attack, stroke, and seizures.Serotonin syndrome is a side effect of MAOIs and SSRIs when they are combined.

 

nice. Unfortunately mine's schwag, and i've built up quite a tolorance...

 

You said yourself that "crazy" people will supposedly kill me. Apperently you consider yourself one of them. Thus, thats a threat. Trust me, you're not helping your case for all the other pill poppers by saying you'll all go crazy and lose your mind. You're just making yourself look worse. Is that a side effect too?
You say you insulted me for stupidity; yet clearly my opinions aren't stupid; they're educated and free. By saying that, you insulted me again. and yet up until recently I didn't say anything insulting. So even though I'm off meds and you're on them, you seem to be the hostile delusional one. Side effect?
Sure, I have to pay taxes (to buy your meds), there are laws that bind me, but my mind will never be binded by the government and their pills. Your mind is. You "need" them to survive. You crave them. You're addicted. You're bound by those happy pills you have to take everywhere you go.
I'm glad I have fire; I speak out. When the real ignorant masses (the government and psychiatrists) try to bring me down, they can't sedate me.

 

funny thing is though, I went cold turkey. And the horrible "withdrawl", the "SSRI Discontinuation Syndrome"? a non existant fear tactic to keep people on their meds. i have withdrawl for like two days, and it was just nervousness.

 

I'm not "addicted" to anything.

It's "I will not be bound", not "binded". If you're so free, maybe you should take some of that freedom and "freely" improve your grammar.

Also, for all we know, your post about "going cold turkey with only nervousness" could be total bullshit.

Also, I might put forth this point.
I've read some of your other posts on this forum... You seem to have paranoid delusions and anxiety. So, that's another bull's-eye for we so called "pill poppers".

How many times do you look over your shoulder every day, and find nothing there, even though you were sure there was something there? How paranoid are you? Do you think we're all aliens or something?

I need a proper "omgwtfroflmaodairyqueenbbq" smiley to post after every one of your pointless replies to what I say in this thread. Honestly, I'm laughing like a hyena... and while you're sitting here stupidly debating, telling me I'm an addict and you're so "free", I'm sitting here calmly typing, watching you make yourself look not-so-wise... A wise man speaks less, and listens more...

 

wow, you've run out of arguments so you attack my grammar. Nice. You can always tell when someone is losing because they usually go to arguments such as "oooh! You spelled that wrong!!! I WIN!"
As for the cold turkey thing, it is TRUE, but I could care less if you believe me or not. i wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it.
Paranoia and delusions? Put away those pills and read a book. Look at today's society, I mean really LOOK, look at the government and the world today.... tell me I'm paranoid when your ass is locked away is a psycho ward.
But really, I don't see where you get off calling me paranoid. Or attacking me for that matter. Hostility? Don't they have a pill for that???
I don't really give a fuck if you claim to be laughing like a hyena. That's very funny, a metaphor a child would use. This is a forum. So I'm going to debate rather than insult like you do.

and it looks to me like you've run out of arguments.

 

Nope... Every time I reply to your ridiculous posts, my IQ drops a point.
It's not arguments I'm out of. It is fun that I'm out of. I can type over 70 words per minute. I don't know how fast you type but this post is cake for me. All this time I've been spending a couple minutes typing, and you instantaneously fire back at me, wasting your time...

I chose to pull you along. I meant every word I said, but you just got baited... I can push your buttons... Now, don't you feel quite the fool for having wasted so much valuable time? Or have you nothing better to do than argue with me?

:jester:

...Now, I laugh...

 

dude, antidepressants take about a month to fully work. watch man, your friend will be just fine. I'm on a generic of zoloft, and I felt kind of down the first month, but not any more down then before, I just let out all my feelings, he just needs to let out his feelings of depression before he moves on. the cigarettes could be bad though lol

 

what are you talking about? You haven't been stringing me about... This is a forum, where people discuss things. you say i'm a fool for continuing to discuss it? Because I know I'm right. I'm not "firing" back at you, its called debate. and while I've tried my best to be civil and kind, you continue to attack me. SIDE EFFECTS

 

Zoloft made me so goofy, and I was always crying. Made me whacked but, in a bad way

 

I'm sorry dude, that sucks. Sounds like anti-depressants really work, huh? Hopefully you're off them now?

 

I continue to attack because I don't like you.
Side effects my ass.

The only side effect is my total lack of caring about the fact that you're wrong, you'll probably always be wrong, and I obviously can't change that.

Yeah, I have been pulling you along like a fish on a hook. Not caring whether I win the debate, just waiting to see what half-truth or just plain ridiculous statement you'd make next, and then laughing as I typed a reply.

If somebody not so deluded decided to enter the debate, then I'd give a damn.

The thing that bothers me is, you keep saying that the meds I'm on are made to zombify me and take away my free will. Over and over again... I got on these meds with my free will. This is me productive, as opposed to me being totally unproductive and miserable.

I'm sorry, but I did several illegal substances before I went on prescription meds, and none of them made it any better.

Now, if I'm such a zombie, how do I still have my free will? How am I still a free thinker? How am I able to make all my own choices in life? Also, since you're a fan of the herb, I ask you this. How many times have you seen a so-called "zombie" with no free will and anti-drug parents who desperately wants to see marijuana legalized across the board? Probably never. Therefore I'm not zombified. I am a free thinker, and though I'm a right winger, I have the hippie ideals at the heart of my beliefs. Freedom, love of fellow man, free expression, and all the stuff that I hear coming from hippies non-stop. I consider myself an ultra conservative neo hippie. A rare, new age breed that nobody really sees.

I doubt you'll see a "zombie" who sits and researches drugs for hours on end, and has a list of "Wanna try it, don't want shit to do with it, wanna try it, might try it, too expensive to try it unless I can save up an entire paycheck, it'll fck me over permanently"

Now, that list is:
Weed, heroin, salvia, DMT, coke, meth. That's a small excerpt from my list...
After what I read about meth, I'm not touching that stuff. Ever.
Once I get my weight back down and get my heart in good shape again, I'd really like to try a gram of blow. Zombies don't smoke weed and snort snow, do they?

Now, would you like a list of all the substances I've tried, or is the above proof enough that I'm not a zombie even though I'm surrounded by anti-drug rhetoric. True, I believe that some drugs (meth, heroin in most cases since it most often causes a downward spiral, crack) shouldn't be done, I have a lot of experience, including some things that you'd probably never touch...
So, if you wanna know, ask me.

 

You attack me because you don't like me? very mature.
Yeah, you HAD free will, up until you swallowed that pill.
I'm speaking from experience. I was on meds. Yeah, my psychiatrist forced me on them... and tried to convince me it was for my own good. I WAS a zombie. i couldn't paint, write, draw, etc. I was numb. It wasn't until I quit (cold turkey) and had the sense to see they hey, I was a fucking zombie... it was like I'd been dead all that time. I still highly doubt that you'd be a raving lunatic without your meds. You'd probably be quite interesting and creative...
See? I'm still not attacking you. I'm trying to help you see.
"How people treat you is their karma, how you react is yours."

 

You are no more mature than I. Read, and learn.

Just because you were a zombie on your meds doesn't mean that everybody else is a zombie on theirs. You assume far too much, and think you're wiser than you are. A wise person assumes nothing. If you actually believe that everybody has that experience on meds, then you need to talk to a lot more people.

I wasn't forced on them. I chose them.

I have plenty of free will. You just think I don't. Then again, you've never met me, so you just continue to believe that I don't, without taking even a moment to think that you might be wrong. Once again, a wise person assumes nothing.

If you're so sure I'm not out of my mind without my meds, you're welcome to come into my town... You're welcome to be locked up with me for a day or two without them... I'd have no problem watching the fear and misunderstanding flow into your eyes at seeing what it's like...

If you really think you're right, then prove me wrong. You should spend a day with me, no meds, no nothing... Even better... While I'm off my meds, I should eat something with MSG or artificial sweeteners in it... (other than Saccharin. I'm fine on it. The lab tests on it were misleading. Aspartame is the real devil there...)

You'd want out within six hours, tops. You could be higher than a kite on whatever you'd like to chill, but you still wouldn't be able to stand it.

You should try and prove yourself right... Unless you're afraid.

 

first off, I don't even touch artifical sweeteners. Those things are so bad for you and they give you cancer. i have to laugh whenever a custoner at my work INSISTS on the fake shit... yeah, go eat that and die.
You don't think i haven't been with people off their meds?
Here's what i'd do. Get you some green tea and herb, take you hiking to burn off all that energy, and maybe meditate and listen to the Beatles. of course I wouldn't want to be locked up in a room with you; i'd probably go crazy too from being locked up in the first place.
Why do you think so little of yourself? My psychatrist tried to convince not me (i wasn't diagnosed with anything too psychotic, lol, just ptsd) but others that they were raving lunatics without their meds; that's mean... in fact they were usually very creative people, actors, performance, artists, etc.
I'm beginning to give up honestly. if you really feel that low about yourself, fine. If you never want to face your demons, fine. If you don't want to grow up and stop being an angst ridden emo kid, fine.
I used to be very similar. Extremely depressed, cynical, and pessimistic. For me it took a slap in the face from reality to make me wake up.

 

I am against the use of psychiatrics except for in extreme situations. However, sometimes, in those extreme situations, they are the best choice.

I don't believe adhd, add, chronic depression, or bipolar are nearly as common as the prescriptions for their drugs are; and I believe in many cases they can be treated with alterations in your life, but other times; the drugs may be needed.

 

Okay, I'm sorry I haven't read all these posts. All I can give you is my personal experience: I was put in a mental hospital for major depression (or manic depression... i know it's ridiculous but they told me so many things that could potentially be wrong with me....) They started giving me Prozac, and I felt as though... I don't know, it's hard to explain. It's like, you know you could have fun, be outgoing and talk to people but all you really have the drive to do is lay around, maybe read, look out the window, etc. It's like you're still depressed, you just don't have the energy to be sad anymore.

I was on Prozac for two months, and then I started refusing to take it. I was in therapy for a little while, before my mother cut that off (she disliked the therapist. she's a very controlling woman), and that helped so much. Now, I just try to help myself and it's so much more rewarding. It teaches you so much about yourself.

I'm not completely against anti-psychotics and anti-depressants. I guess they work differently for different people. But I've never been anyone but myself, so that's all I can give you.

 

Its good to see that you chose to help yourself. I agree; PERHAPS in cases where the person is completely psychotic (*ahem* not an angst ridden emo kid), like a psycho killer, then they need to be doped up... but too many people think they're crazy simply because they act wierd and maybe cut themselves. They let society and their psychiatrists tell them they're crazy, and they believe it because its much easier to pretend to be the victim.
Its really cool to see someone who has been there and seen that meds are no good. I learned a lot about myself as well. I learned that I was far too nervous and worried too much; I very much had a "Type A" personality. I was nervous, worried and always stressed out. It was diagnosed as Generalized Anxiety Disorder. And then with my additional diagnosis of PTSD, I was a nervous wreck. The meds numbed me and made me lose my creativity. Eventually I went off them cold turkey; I had some panic attacks, but eventually realized its not worth stressing if you're going to be unhappy... you only have one life, you have to live it free. Basically, I became relaxed and laid back. I chilled out... and when I started smoking that helped me become one of the most carefree person my friends know.
I dealt with my "mental Illness", my inner demons... I'VE dealt with them... not the meds. And I'm better and strong for it.

 

Don't call me an emo kid. I'm happy at least 85% of the time, and that's with all the crap that I go through daily.

Who said I think of myself as anything other than wonderful?

I don't have that many demons to face, either... I've already had to deal with a host of them... It's amazing how far I've come in... Well, it'll be two years in June.

I'm not angst ridden or anything...

I'm not all that pessimistic either, especially considering the 3 years of hell that I went through...

 

Not judging as I have nothing against the herb, but haven't you just swapped one drug for the other? Is pot so much better if it "makes you" carefree? It is a drug in the sense that it affects behavior. Does the fact that this one grows out of the ground and the others are synthesized in a laboratory make it any less a cemical substance used to alter brain chemistry?

Just a thought. Not attacking or anything.

Been following this thread and I've begun to see where you're coming from. I agree that we need to work out our own shit a lot of the time. When I found out I couldn't take Zoloft for my anxiety anymore, I took a more herbal approach, but mine happened to be Kava Kava tea. I drank it for a few weeks, then switched to Chamomile, but now, I don't really take anything except for b-vitamins for my anxiety and ginkgo so I can focus better (and only when I have to do something stressful, like give a presentation, take a test, deal with strangers, etc).
I also saw a counselor twice, who put things into perspective for me in just two hours, helping me realize that there's nothing really WRONG with me... it's just not easy to feel at ease when you're really not in control of your own life, which most kids aren't until they live on their own and are supporting themselves... It's just part of growing up.