The psychiatric industry is no differ from a coven of witch doctors. They claim to treat something that is immaterial, that does not respond to material “remedies.”
It is a huge scam, and it is completely leftist.
Ain’t psychiatrists and psychologists great!
Thank you for posting!
This explains a lot of what has happened in my extended family in the last half century.
This is exactly how my 24-year first marriage collapsed. I never thought it was the drugs she was on... makes total sense now... I’m happily remarried now to someone who isn’t on meds.
Very good post but I wish it had covered that more than just a marriage and family being ruined by a person on antidepressants..It includes/involves that person’s nuclear family and friends also. It’s a never ending battle to find or understand why someone is so illogical and impossible to get along with. You can see it happening right before your eyes and have to just roll with the punches. Suggest its the many MEDICATIONS prescribed and you’re in for a screaming fit or in old lingo - a “hissy” fit. So you stay quiet or stay away.
Throw out your SSRI’s and take psilocybin mushrooms instead. They are far superior at treating anxiety/depression. They will also make you live longer too.
Psilocybin Extends Life of Human Cells by 50% in Wild New Study
https://www.sciencealert.com/psilocybin-extends-life-of-human-cells-by-50-in-wild-new-study
People need to learn to cope with life’s storms without ingesting things that won’t make their problems go away. Our ancestors understood this without having to read think pieces like this. What happened to us?
Met women on psych meds at work..
Very dangerous people to work with.
Years of experience has shown me that some people are just crazy, men and women both.
How many more of us than me have observed these same effects happening to antidepressent takers over the years?
People on these drugs do become strange. Their thinking and behavior become weird and selfish, their brains badly rewired.
I worry more about the children of these parents.
It is true that most of the people on shrink’s couches are democraps. Maybe the drugs just exacerbate the mental illness already presnt.
Ping
“here’s what makes my blood boil”
here’s what makes MY blood boil: Authors who don’t identify an acronym — especially at the beginning.
My best friend is going through this right now. The husband is off the drug but the behavior has not changed. He’s divorcing her for no good reason. He thinks she’s out to get him. Its bizzaro world.
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A man will give up his happiness for his family. A woman will give up her family for her happiness. SSRIs are just an accessory.
I’m fascinated by people that turn to petrochemicals and Doctors that are no more than drug dealers to “cure” things like depression.
There is a near 100% chance that a petrochemical they are already ingesting in the form of a prescription, food ingredient or environmental exposure is causing your depression. You are what you eat.
She’s filed for divorce, moved in with some guy she met at a yoga retreat.
Sounds like she was on the hunt and found an excuse to split.
That’s been my experience. A life of privilege suddenly becomes a life of oppression.
A doctor related the story of one of his close relatives who was prescribed SSRI’s and called as he was sitting in his vehicle in a field clicking the safety on and off as he held the pistol to his head while the voices in his head told him he needed to kill himself. He was saved.
An acquaintance of ours was prescribed 2X max dose of black label meds and wasn’t so lucky.
Don’t do it folks!
Years and years ago, I went through this. I was being treated for depression, but I didn’t consider myself particularly depressed, just going through a rough patch. I was put on Zoloft.
It made me feel like a zombie. No highs, no lows. I couldn’t feel joy anymore, but I didn’t cry either. Some people think that’s being steady, but for me, it was like I wasn’t alive, just going through the motions.
I had several issues that I was legitimately working through, which I won’t go into here, and I did need treatment for that. Talking with my doctor took time, but I eventually got it sorted out with his help. Unfortunately, that included years of me being medicated with Zoloft.
When I told him I no longer wanted to be on the medication, he had to taper me off of it. Every time I dosed down, I was a raving bitch maniac on day 2 and day 3. I have a gem of a husband who knew I was truly on the path of being healed, so he put up with those awful days, that happened every 3 months for two years. Two years! Let that sink in! It took two whole years of tapering off that damn SSRI to finally be free of it.
I’m so happy that I am off of those terrible drugs. I think they hand them out like candy, but they are very dangerous.