re: Anybody still depressed while on meds?

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Go to a Psychiatrist, not your GP, and get on new meds. They don't have the same effect forever. GP's are far from experts even though they dispense this stuff like chiklets.Go to an expert.

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problem is that he needs a "doctor's" rec for that consult, further compounding that problem is that our "doctor's" offices are just "puppy mills," manned by PAs for corporations to siphon off money from insurance companies while a shite load of medical issues are going undetected/untreated, further compounding that is that the PAs think they're docs

Get off the meds. SSRI’s do not work.

AADA

Find a TCM acupuncturist. None of this new wave practitioners named Skylar bullshite.

Ashwanghanda. Get some and take it every day.

Sunlight. Get 15-30 minutes everyday.

EMDR click therapy. Learn it. Live it.

Yoga and meditation.

CBT

Kick depression in the pussy.

void

I’ve tried so many different combinations and usually tinkering just makes me feel worse short term so I get to the point where I think the medication is doing it all it can do and just settle on it.

I am taking 5 different mental health meds

Wellbutrin
Zoloft
Buspar
Risperdal
Klonopin

I kind of wonder what I would be like if I weaned off them all.

I had a bad run for a few weeks after several years of feeling "normal" on what finally worked. Eventually started feeling a little better and my annual came up. Told my psych and asked if I could get a higher dosage. He tells me I'm at the max allowed and says it might be that the pills from the pharmacy were old.

I have had my moments when I felt off since then but that was the last session I had with him because he took a position at LSU. This was about 8 years ago.

I’ll try to answer a few questions on here in one reply:

I’m 5’8, 205. I’m a pudgy guy.

I don’t exercise often. I play basketball, walk a bit each week when we both have a free evening. I get my steps in because I’m on my feet a lot at work, but I wouldn’t count that as exercise because my heart rate doesn’t get up there.

My diet is a mixed bag. I eat relatively healthy because my wife cooks a lot, and she is health-conscious. My downfall is averaging a soda a day at work and I drink about a 6-pack at minimum over the course of a weekend.

No clue on testosterone levels.

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TheWalrus

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Have you tried ketamine therapy?

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Wellbutrin
Zoloft
Buspar
Risperdal
Klonopin

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Who tf is managing your meds ? You got polypharmacy out the arse going on here

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Was on an SNRI for 11 years. Got off it last summer, and have never looked back. I have rough days here and here, but overall I am happier. That shite is poison.

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But it wasn't poison when you needed it right?

An update of sorts:

It’s still a roller coaster. Today was terrible. I have some really bad thoughts at times. I wouldn’t say suicidal, but along the lines of bodily harm.

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You need to exercise, and cut out the sodas. 205 lbs at 5'8" isn't "pudgy". You're obese.

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I see statements like these a lot on here. They are 100% true. My only issue is that most of my beef comes with my the extra hours I’ve had to put in with my job. I rarely get time with my wife, time to enjoy the things I love doing, etc. The meds can sometimes assist in weight gain.

My issue as of late is that I feel like I never have time. My job is one that serves, and lately it feels like I’ve gone from servant to slave. I have been logging all hours worked this year, and will share it with the board. I’m sure it will be of no use, as my profession is one of the most scrutinized on the board. It’s part of the reason why I realize that nobody truly cares about issues.

On this board, I see people shite on those going through a rough patch. When someone threatens to blow their brains out, then they get some sympathy. I think that echos reality. Outside of my wife, my family doesn’t understand. They think painting a smile on your face or taking a long walk will somehow magically cure a decade of depression. They don’t want me to feel bad, but they seem more concerned with how I make those around me feel.

I think I know what others dealing with this go through. They’re constantly put on the back burner until they threaten to hurt themselves or pull the trigger. Then everyone wonder what went wrong. Folks, the signs are there.

My PCP can’t see me for 3 more months. I call about once a week and ask for cancellations. I’d call every day, but I constantly have obligations with schools. I can’t adjust or change meds until I go that route.