Ive never been more angry at something...well at least not in a while and the suggestions that Doctors hand out anti-depressants like sweets.
While they may be an increase in prescriptions isnt that a reflection of society..The issue here should be why are so many more people becoming depressed?
I for one have suffered for several years and i couldnt make it through the day without them...not because im addicted but because of how i am.
I dont believe people with mild depression should just be given counselling instead, but its been proven many a time that people usually respond well to a mixture of drugs and therapy.
Anti-depressants do have side effects but i dont think their addictive...the only time you would suffer withdrawal is if you stopped taking them ,cold turkey.
Im forever greatful that there is something that can help me lead something resembling a 'normal' life otherwise i would just be in hospitable or dead.

Please feel free to voice you opinion as long as you dont act like an arsehole. Put your name and then your comment :-)
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I used to suffer from depression, still do to a small extent. And the idea that they hand anti-depressants out like sweets annoys me a lot. I was on them for a short while, but then took myself off then as I didnt like the idea of the side effects or becoming dependant on them. but there are some people who would not be able to get through the day without them. i know quite a few. and to suggest its like handing out sweets is disgusting. to these people its not handing out like sweets its like handing out the only thing that will get them through the day, and no one has the right to judge them for it! - [Delladreing]

As requested:
At the moment, the only thing getting me through the day are my pills. Yeah I'm hoping I can come off them soon, seeing as it's hell hiding it. But seriously, the pills work whereas the counselling doesn't. So I prefer the pills. Simple.
[Alfirin Lindlea]

I'm not depressed, but I think it's great there is something to help those who are. But doctors should decide carfully to who they are describing it. I'm sure that now, I can go to a doctor talk in on him like 10 minutes looking very sad and he/she'll describe it to me. They should be able to detect the real drepressed between those who aren't. But they can also not take the risk missing a seriously depressed case.
[Stormqueen]
-----------------------------------------------
My Doctor has gone on holiday for a month. Before he went he asked me to make an appointment so i could see him before he left.
Ive been having quite a lot of trouble coping even to the extent where i was ready to give up and be admitted.
My Doctor said we would discuss it more when he came back and gave me a letter referring me to a counselling service locally to see while he was away.
I went to the place and had the intial appointement with a woman..i'll call her Mikaela..I disliked her almost immediately..we went through all the 'usual' questions.It bugged me that she was trying to be cleverer than me and then look smug about it. Also she clearly knew more than she was letting on.
At the end of the appointment she gave a crooked half smile, the kind i usually give when i dont feel like smiling and told me i had to wait up to two months to be seen which is no use whatsoever as by the time my Doctor is back i'll still be waiting.
And she said..Oh we do emergency appointments..i thought great..then she said within 72 hours and that really set me off..72 hours! it only takes 10 minutes to top yourself..!!!
-----------------------------------------------
I can see why that would piss you off, I would be.
People who try to be cleverer than you are always annoying, and the waiting times now are appaling.
72 hours is an emergancy? You have to be kiding. In 72 hours someone could kill themselves hundreds of times. [NuclearHobbit]
--------
Dela i hope you dont mind me posting this.I just felt it was so poignant i couldnt let it be forgotten.
Ok, this is an extract from [Delladreing]'s diary

Dela got herself banned folks. I don't know if I will be back tonight or even tomorrow, it depends on whether or not my dad smuggles me the internet connection up to my room.
I stood up for myself agaisnt the bitch that is my mother and now I am not allowed near the computer.
Only reason I am on just now is because she is out and is too stupid to know to remove the broadband box.
And as for the topping myself thing its not going to happen, seems it would only make her happy, so now I'll live just to spite her >.>
(Not that it would have happened anyway, I dont have the guts)
The gist of the argument was that I was on the computer filling out my student loan, she told me I was wasting my time anyway, I bit back and then she tried to hit me. Started yelling and sceaming about "naked people" on my folder (which btw there aren't shes completely fucking dillusional) and ooh surprise surprise when my father asked to see these images oh look they weren't there. What a surprise mother.
You know mother making up lies in an attempt to get my father to "give me what is coming to me" wont work.
For starters he loves me more than life and I love him more than I will ever love you. And I know why he drinks the way he does. He told me so. Its you.
And yes I hope you do read this, just like you read everything else of mine the other night when you came in waving my diary at me. (Was it the lock on it that gave you an incling it might be private? Oh my think of that!) Do you know why I hope you will read this?
Because then you will know how much I despise you.
You want me to kill myself? Believe me the feeling is mutual.
And yes I am feeling depressed. But oh how selfish of me, its only the anniversary of my best friends death in a week or so. Yes how selfish of me for feeling alone and not quite being as happy as you would like the rest of the world to see me as. Becasue if I'm happy then people must think you are doing something right. How dare I make you look bad mother.
Yes how awfuly selfish of me, I will try and "get over" it as soon as possible. You know all that money you waisted on sending me to therapy for 5 years because I was depressed and wanting to slit my wrists?
You needn't have bothered. Because according to you I don't have depression. Well I'm glad we sorted that one out, I will just have to put a smile on my face now, oh how terribly silly of me.
Screw whatever the proffesionals say eh mum? I'm just being an annoying whiney little brat.
*sigh*I know at this very moment I probably do. But I can't take her anymore, I really can't.
My father isn't talking to her after last night, he came into my room this morning at half past 7 to check on me. He said he wasn't sure what he would find.
*Hugs her daddy* I don't want to upset him, I don't want to hurt him and make him think that again.
I just want my mother to leave me alone :'(
--------------------------------------------------------------