As I’ve written before, having a blog of a sustained length over time that can dive back a decade with in situ thoughts and facts-of-mind on the record makes for a wonderful repository that allows a certain grabbing back into what we thought we knew then in order to compare it against the modern treachery of The Now.
We know most of my friends are still medicated and, the other day, I was concerned when I read an article claiming that most depressive people on daily maintenance medication will have seven major episodes over the arc of their lives. The demarcation between depressive events was notched as major changes in medication. Some of my young friends have had only a couple of events. Some of my older friends are deeper into their modes of seven.
Clinical Depression is a horrible, nasty, bit that can ruin people and destroy families. So many people are living in the gloom of depression without realizing they are so far into the depths that they cannot see there is a way out.
If you have $200.00USD to spare, there’s a book you need to buy — “Religion and Psychiatry: Beyond Boundaries” — and if you don’t have that much scratch, I’ll try to fill you in on a bit of what you’re missing.
If you’re feeling sad or wacky or off-center, do you need the human touch of a psychiatrist in your brain? Or would you be just as happy telling your internal ills to robot a for fixing as if you were a car in need of a mechanic?