Yep, I'm back on my meds. The first time I had to tell my family I had depression they didn't know what to do. I come from a family of "suck it up" types. Oddly enough my dad is a doctor and I was most affraid to tell him because he is a very, VERY traditional doctor. He surprised me though. Even though he didn't really know that much about
depression he didn't judge me and he listened to me very carefully (he even told my mom to hush and just listen). This last time around I was talking to my dad about
not wanting to go back on meds and wondering if I had the money to do so ($100.00/month) because my insurance doesn't cover the one that works for me. Dad said something very profound that changed my perseption.
He told me that $100.00 a month might just be the best investment that I could ever make in my future. Looking at that way, it made a lot of sense.
We are what we are and we deal with what we deal with. Man, that guy is smart!!!
Walk in harmony