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Antidepressants are well known for causing suicidal thoughts if you stop taking them and go "cold turkey" all at once. If your friend was taken off antidepressants at rehab and they just let her go, she may not have realized that quitting antidepressants will make you suicidal. You said she hit a guy with her car and then went home and killed herself, that's the sort of warped thinking that happens when you go cold turkey from SSRI antidepressants. Celexa seems to be especially nasty, there was a poster on WP a couple years ago who was on Celexa and suddenly quit, and she was posting about suicide for about three weeks. She later apologized and said that was not like her.

I know that my depression will decrease a lot if I had a boyfriend that took me under his wing and took me out of my rut and made life worth living, or even a descent group of friends who include me and make me feel wanted and invite me out to places. My depression is caused by loss of what I should be having in life at my age, and it's also a ''feeling sorry for myself'' type of depression, which triggers jealousy of others who are out doing different things with their friends or partners. And this leads to isolation, and then depression. It's like a vicious cycle. So I am sticking to meds in the meantime, until my life turns around a bit.

I have just started meds about 3 or 4 days ago. I had to really force myself to go on them, and it took up a lot of encouragement from family, until I finally made myself go up the doctors and get me on some sort of meds. Really, going on meds was the last thing I wanted to do, but being so I tried everything else in the book and still no change of mindset, I decided I have to ''cheat'' a little bit, by which I mean going on meds. The doctor has put me on a very low dose to begin with, because she knows about my worries of taking them, and then she will slowly up the dose in a month or so, just so that my body can get used to them at a gentle pace.

I'm not sure if I am having side effects or not. Since I first took them a few days ago, I haven't been too hungry. I had gone hours without eating, and didn't even feel hungry when it was dinnertime. At first I thought maybe I was coming down with a cold, but being so I felt fine and didn't feel nauseous or any other signs of wanting to be sick, I realised maybe it's a temporary side effect of the meds. Having a loss of appetite is not that bad. I was beginning to think I was eating too much anyway, so it's a good way to cut down (even though I am not fat but still got to be careful). I don't think I've had any other side effects. I somewhat keep feeling emotionally relaxed and the ''woe is me'' thoughts have sort of disappeared, but surely all that wouldn't be kicking in already, as the doctor said it might take a month or two. So I don't know. But hopefully they will start working. All I need is the chattering thoughts going round in my head to go away and be quiet, and then I could cope with life better. Also I need the emotions inside me to calm down a bit, and I can get things done with some confidence.

The fact that you're worried and stressed about the possibility and sharing this is a good sign you wont. People who 'flip' and become violent when taking these meds don't have these thoughts.

You show that you are a kind and caring person, give yourself credit for that and keep on being a great gal. Talk to your psychologist about these anxieties... they could very well be treated by the meds you were to go into to begin with.

http://boston.cbslocal.com/2012/04/11/mother-sues-judge-rotenberg-center-over-torture-of-disabled-son/

And while we're at it, see http://www.notdeadyet.org/
"Not Dead Yet is a national, grassroots disability rights group that opposes legalization of assisted suicide and euthanasia as deadly forms of discrimination."

Legislatures have been trying to pass "Assisted Suicide" bills for years. It's really just a fancy new name for euthanasia. It will be mostly used on the disabled, and it WILL NOT BE VOLUNTARY. With our for-profit healthcare system, such legislation will make euthanasia nearly automatic.

Hospitals are already doing it on a regular basis by refusing standard treatments to disabled people who's lives, in the opinion of the staff, are not worth living. This is today, and not some sci-fi scenario about the distant future.

Warning: If you can't pass for "normal," don't go near a hospital without a strong advocate (family or friend who has some legal standing) who knows how to say, "NO."

Look for the friends, but honey, DO NOT wait around for a man to make the end of your depression possible or make it possible for your life to start. I made that mistake. He is a good man and I love him, but we are too different to be really compatible and will spend the rest of our lives paying for a decision we made when we were young, depressed, and desperate.

Go out and do stuff. Speak to people who speak to you. You will find a lot of dead ends, but in that way the friends (and the men) will come. Believe me. More of them than you want. DO NOT be afraid to tell them to slow down, back off, and generally go away.



It's my considered opinion that people who go nuts on SSRIs have one of three problems: an undetected psychotic condition, undetected bipolar disorder, or the unfortunate state of being surrounded by a cadre of a**holes who, every time the person in question tries to express a negative emotion, say something like, "I think you need your meds upped."

My MIL says this all the time, and believe me it makes me want to go psychotic on her. Whether I'm on SSRIs or not.

Be alert to possible side effects. It sounds like you have a doctor who listens to you-- tell them if you start having compulsions toward violence, command hallucinations, racing thoughts, severe insomnia, a level of apathy that is unusual for you, or flattening of affect (inability to feel sadness, anger, or joy). Most of the people who go nuts on meds knew something was wrong, and tried to do something about it, but the doctor in question wouldn't listen. If the doc won't listen, find one who will.



Dunno-- they say it takes six weeks, but between getting off risperidone and starting Prozac, I felt like an expertly reconditioned woman within 48 hours. I could walk, talk, wash, shower, sweep, think-- the change was STUNNING. To this day I don't know how much of it was the medication and how much of it was being told, by a credentialed professional, that I wasn't a worthless ret*d, and that I could live my life and raise my children (instead of being told that the best thing I could do for them was take my Risperdal and put them in foster care).

As far as genocide goes-- Yes, I'm sorry, I believe it's out there. I have heard too much from the far right and the far left in this country-- as well as from too many frightened and misinformed regular people-- to believe that it's not a realistic possibility. Genocide is written over and over and over again in the history of the human race-- it's just another expression of competition for resources. If it makes you feel any better, it's not just us. We are merely one demographic that, from time to time, runs the risk of being targeted.

This is the conclusion I have come to. I hope it will not happen, but I cannot tell myself it is not within the realm of possibility. I hope it will not happen, but if it does I will fight with everything I have, to the death. At the point that it comes to pass, I have nothing to lose that is not already forfeit. It helps.