Posted on 07/06/2022 3:34:59 PM PDT by Hojczyk
So much trust is placed in doctors, drugs, the pharmaceutical manufacturers, psychiatrists, psychologists etc..... some of them may be smart but they all knew squat about the brainbox as little as a few years ago. That alone tells one all they need to know about just how uncharted the waters are that they experimenting in.
Our oldest son was a very busy young boy who was incredibly energetic, disruptive, compulsive and so on. When in Grade 2 (or was it 3?), the teachers were pleading with us to get him to a child psychologist and so we did. In about 15 minutes of time, the analysis was over and we walked out of there with a prescription for Ritalin. We of course were already doing our own research and there was no way we were planning on giving Ritalin to him and so we sat on it while thinking through options and what we wanted to do next.
We lived in a university town that had a great psychological research department with a great director and we somehow managed to get our son in to see them for an assessment. This was no small undertaking.... the assessment involved three separate visits that were approximately 6 hours in length each. In the end, we were given a 10 page report, a closeout interview with them as to what they determined and they even came to the school with us to meet the teacher and principal to show them what changes they needed to make in the classroom... changes that not only improved the learning environment for our son but for all the kids. There were also some interviews later so that they could follow up how things were going.
In the end, it was all about making adjustments to the environment around our son so that his brainbox wasn’t constantly being put into an overloaded condition with visual and auditory information that was driving him crazy processing it all. There were no drugs involved.... and what caught my immediate attention in the report was that they determined that for our son, Ritalin would have had the completely WRONG effect than intended and it was exactly the wrong thing to prescribe.
Our son thrived immensely from there... became a champion long distance runner, finished top of his high school class, finished in the top 5 in his university graduating class of 100 (mechanical engineering), speaks 5 or so languages and is currently doing missionary work overseas with his wife and two boys.
I have no doubt that what turns young boys (mostly boys) into killers is very complicated but drugs are no more of a solution than banning all guns is a solution. The problems go much deeper than this. As one example, it does not go unnoticed that virtually all of the killers come from severely broken homes.... sorry to have to tell that to all you divorced folks but I don’t think this is in dispute and like all things where one is starting from a deficit position, this better be recognized and addressed by single parents.
And never forget the promise of James 5:16 “Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”
How many of the killers grew up in homes where their parents took James 5 seriously?
Not just drugs.
Did anyone else notice he had the same smug smirk as Snoop Dog?
There is no question in my mind that the drug culture we are currently experiencing HAS rather dramatically affected our nation in a profoundly negative way!
Cf. the homeless camps in San FRancisco, LA, Portland, WDC, Austin and other Democrat run cities!
Same here; my wife was a school teacher for 33 years, she says I would have been diagnosed in the first grade and put on drugs immediately.
I am almost 73 now and she says I still have ADHD.
The only drugs I have ever taken is an aspirin once in a while and a shitpot full of injections the USMC gave me before shipping out in 1968.
BULLCRAP; after I got out of the service in 73 I lived in a remote area, ran a riding stable for tourists.
A family I had known for years brought me their youngest son because even on the drugs they couldn’t handle him, he was always getting into trouble in the city.
They told me to do whatever I thought was necessary to straighten him out, so I did.
Rule #1: You don’t work, you don’t eat.
I don’t care how long you starve yourself, you’ll eat when you get hungry enough.
Rule #2: You cause any problems with my customers, you will shovel horse and cow shit from sunup to sun down and haul it by hand to the dungpit about 1/2 mile away.
Rule #3: You do what I tell you, When I tell you, How I tell you.
Rule#4: If you decide to run off I will just have the Sheriff’s posse track you down and haul you back, if you run off twice I will just load you into the truck and take you back to your parents,; I might visit you in prison some day.
Last time I saw the kid he had graduated with a degree in biology, said he wanted to be a veterinarian.
Never took any drugs while he was under my care for 14 months, school grades improved, did his chores, and minded his manners as well as any 13 year old kid can.
People tend to disappear in Uruguay......................
I’m late to this thread, but I was on Zoloft for 10+ years. I hated it. It was supposedly for depression, but I think I just had issues from childhood that I was learning to deal with. I needed my psychiatrist to help me talk about abuse that happened when I was a young person. My family was very dysfunctional in so many ways.
The Zoloft blunted my emotions for sure. I felt like a zombie. No highs, no lows. I always tried to get off it, but every time I quit cold turkey, I turned into a raving lunatic, and I knew it wasn’t me, it was the drugs. It was like going through withdrawal, but I didn’t want the drugs more. It took years before I convinced my doctor that I would be better off without it. Finally, he said I could, and we tapered my dosages by a quarter pill every 3 months, with his supervision.
Each time I dosed down, I had the same crazy behavior, but we were learning to manage those “tantrums”. I began to improve. It took me two years to get off that damn “medicine”.
What I really needed was someone to talk to, a professional who could help me understand how that abuse affected me and my family. I didn’t need pills. Thank God I have a loving husband who was patient with me. He knew I was dealing with some tough stuff.
The pharmaceutical industry has done its job of making money. It hasn’t helped people, but it has made lots of money, at the expense of all of us.
imho the driver for psychiatric drugs is sugar.
That’s copout statement. Kids are never disciplined then get drugs to compensate for their bad behaviors. That’s doesn’t work, so liberals like Tucker blame the drugs.
Zoloft and Zanax and others. Start someone on it and he is a customer for life.
Thankfully, not me. My husband wasn’t so sure when I started the dosing down process of the Zoloft, but he is VERY happy now that he has his real wife back. I’ve been off it for over 12 years now, and I’m so grateful that my doctor listened to me, and that I listened to him. I had a lot to sort out back then, but I was able to do that with his help.
I am adamantly opposed to the use of these drugs. They do not help more than they hurt.
If depression was any pat of the problem I would suggest vitamin D3 supplements daily. I take 5000 units in one tiny gelcap every day. Been doing it for 16 years and have been without flu or colds in that time. It has eliminated the depression cycles of several ladies I know. I was surprised when my own daughter old me a year after I got her started that she had disposed of her last bottle of Zanax because she didn’t need it any more. I didn’t know she had been taking it. An acquaintance waitress at a Waffle House that I had got started on the D3 for the same reason and then didn’t see again for a year, when I came in again she told me she had quit taking Methadone. That shocked me.
Thank you. I’ve been taking 5000 IU of D3 daily since March 2020. I am the type the needs a lot of sunshine, so I’m outdoors every day as often and as long as I can handle.
I rarely get depressed. Once in a blue moon it may hit me for a bit, and usually over something significant, like when my oldest brother got CoVid, was hospitalized, and passed without any of us getting to visit him. Not even his wife of 50 years. That was a tough pill to swallow. It took me a little time to get over my grief, so I’m not sure it really was depression, but perhaps it was.
I don’t have much anxiety either. I refuse to go on Xanax or any of those other so called medicines after my experience with Zoloft. I happen to think that exercise in the form of physical labor like gardening or yard work is good for the body and the soul. I like the way it connects me to God.
I’m glad that your daughter and other women have been helped by the D3. Thanks for the encouragement to keep it up.
“It wasn’t until Covid that I fully realized how powerful the Pharma companies are!!”
It’s been said that government is employed by pharma; pharma is the true entity running the show.
That as depression but not the D-defcient sort. It was due to a real situation and temporary. Sunshine or sups won’t help when one has just got a hole shot through one’s existence, just some time.
I am on Paroxetine and I have found that to be true. If I go off it I am nervous, nauseated, and agitated. On the plus side, I feel more motivated. I have been on it since 2001. I think they have numbed me to a large extent. I haven’t really felt all that motivated since I started them. It is hard to tell though, since I have been on them for 21 years and I don’t really know if it is the drug or just me getting older.
I spend a lot of time in Việt Nam. 20 yeas ago Depression was regarded as a Women’s malady because a large umber of women suffered from it but not farm girls or laborers. That made no sense because the sun is tropical and it is not cold ever in the southern part of the country. 15 years later that problem has almost disappeared in the south as the non laboring nonfarm women adopt western fashions. The traditional áo dài dress was neck to wrists and ankles and they wore wide hats outdoors because their mamas old them since birth to never let the sun touch your skin or you will turn black and never get a husband. Western styles leave arms and lower legs bare and they get daily sun and that Depression Syndrome has pretty much disappeared. In the North depression has become a winter thing in years with cold winters when everyone covers up.
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