Originally Posted by Missileer
I have an inherited (Mother's side) anxiety, depression disorder. It only became debilitating about 10 years ago. I take Wellbutrin for anxiety, Klonopin for depression, and Lexapro for depression. Large doses of each balance out but have unpleasant side effects. Much better than spending the rest of your life in a fetal position in a closet. When I was ill, my Wife brought me books which I read and re-read compulsively. Sometimes, I would read a dictionary for hours and into days. Now, thanks to a cocktail of drugs in a mix and dosage that would kill normal people, I am functional and normal as long as I take them.
Be as kind as you can, with limits, to the mentally ill because I've been there and back. My Wife is a Saint because she could have left me but hung in there. I owe her as much as I owe my Doctors. Remember, mental illness, in my case, is like dying a different death every time you awaken. Now, looking back, I can't even imagine my ever being that sick.
I know how it is! Glad to hear that! *Hugs*
Keep going man!
And you have a really good wife.