Comments on: antidepressants http://www.moritherapy.org/article/antidepressants/ making lives better, making better lives Thu, 09 Feb 2012 10:02:52 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1.3 By: through the valley of depression » change therapy - isabella mori http://www.moritherapy.org/article/antidepressants/comment-page-1/#comment-46708 through the valley of depression » change therapy - isabella mori Mon, 16 Apr 2007 16:47:35 +0000 http://www.moritherapy.org/article/antidepressants/#comment-46708 [...] a while ago, one of our commenters referred to depression as “the big valley” and “heaven and hell.” referring to medication for depression, he also said that “there are no revealed mysteries in micrograins of medicine.” in order to be “close to free”, he “had to do it without buffers. It has been hard, but revelatory beyond description.”yes, depression is a valley, quite literally, “an area completely or mostly surrounded by higher land”, according to dictionary.com. [...] [...] a while ago, one of our commenters referred to depression as “the big valley” and “heaven and hell.” referring to medication for depression, he also said that “there are no revealed mysteries in micrograins of medicine.” in order to be “close to free”, he “had to do it without buffers. It has been hard, but revelatory beyond description.”yes, depression is a valley, quite literally, “an area completely or mostly surrounded by higher land”, according to dictionary.com. [...]

]]> By: rick http://www.moritherapy.org/article/antidepressants/comment-page-1/#comment-41184 rick Sat, 07 Apr 2007 06:11:06 +0000 http://www.moritherapy.org/article/antidepressants/#comment-41184 Hi. Stumbled across this place. Lived with it most of my life. Diagnosed about 5 years ago. Fell into the big valley by accident in the 80s, saw that it was heaven and hell together. Nine years later walked out of the emotional valley. 15 more and I fell into the practical one. I had solved my world, but had not reconciled my place in "the" world. Discovered I didn't really have one that wasn't fabricated, so I walked away from all my roles. They prescribed Zoloft. Took one and knew it wasn't going to let me wander in the valley, no matter how hard I tried to descend. Never took another. No feelings = no answers. Gave up. No work, no dreams, no motives. Found the limit of non-involvement, short of self-harm. Nothing there. Making my way back out, with a better sense of self, but the world is awfully dysfunctional and somnambulant. Both my daughters on meds now. I tried hard to show them what I found, but in the end everyone walks it on their own, however they can. There are no revealed mysteries in micrograins of medicine. I know how unpopular this opinion can be, but the 40 days in the desert are not to be avoided if the secrets are to be revealed. It may not be for you, reader, and I do not advocate ignoring your doctor. You have to be deep and resilient and stubborn and intuitive and relentlessly analytical to do it on your own, while you walk through the valley of the shadow of life. I simply had to recapitulate my existence in order to become anything close to free and I had to do it without buffers. It has been hard, but revelatory beyond description. I am still as alone as ever, and more, but that's the way of it. I help those I can when they are able to hear. That much is good. This may not suit your space. Nonetheless, I wish you well. Just felt like typing. Hi. Stumbled across this place.

Lived with it most of my life. Diagnosed about 5 years ago. Fell into the big valley by accident in the 80s, saw that it was heaven and hell together.

Nine years later walked out of the emotional valley. 15 more and I fell into the practical one. I had solved my world, but had not reconciled my place in “the” world. Discovered I didn’t really have one that wasn’t fabricated, so I walked away from all my roles.

They prescribed Zoloft. Took one and knew it wasn’t going to let me wander in the valley, no matter how hard I tried to descend. Never took another. No feelings = no answers.

Gave up. No work, no dreams, no motives. Found the limit of non-involvement, short of self-harm. Nothing there. Making my way back out, with a better sense of self, but the world is awfully dysfunctional and somnambulant. Both my daughters on meds now. I tried hard to show them what I found, but in the end everyone walks it on their own, however they can.

There are no revealed mysteries in micrograins of medicine. I know how unpopular this opinion can be, but the 40 days in the desert are not to be avoided if the secrets are to be revealed. It may not be for you, reader, and I do not advocate ignoring your doctor. You have to be deep and resilient and stubborn and intuitive and relentlessly analytical to do it on your own, while you walk through the valley of the shadow of life.

I simply had to recapitulate my existence in order to become anything close to free and I had to do it without buffers. It has been hard, but revelatory beyond description. I am still as alone as ever, and more, but that’s the way of it. I help those I can when they are able to hear. That much is good.

This may not suit your space. Nonetheless, I wish you well. Just felt like typing.

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