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Doug S.'s avatar

What antidepressants seem to do for me is increase my ability to cope with setbacks and put up with other people's bullshit.

Imagine that you poured yourself a glass of milk and then dropped it. The glass shattered when it hit the floor, and now there's broken glass and milk all over the floor that you have to clean up. Without antidepressants, I'd probably feel more like going to my room and moping instead of dealing with the mess, and although I'd probably clean up anyway, I'd also end spending several hours stuck with a vague feeling of sadness overlaying everything I experience. With antidepressants, I just go "Oh well", clean up, and get on with whatever else I was going to do, with my emotional state generally unaffected.

Being able to not be emotionally bothered by things is often useful, but sometimes I wonder if I'm at risk for ending up like the cartoon dog that drinks coffee and says "This is fine" while the house is on fire. I once read an anecdote by a psychiatrist about a patient that asked to be taken off her antidepressants, not because they didn't work, but because they did: "You see, I'm still married to the same alcoholic son of a bitch. It's just that now he's tolerable."

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John Baometrus's avatar

This is eerily similar to my own experience, down to the teeth/jaw issues. Thank you for sharing.

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