I probably take the cake for fighting meds. After more then 10 years of adamently saying NO WAY I finally relented to family pressure and took the meds. Now I get it. They are an aide so that I can actually learn techniques that can effectively help me cope with the symtoms. Other then a few hic-ups now and then, well maybe more then hic-ups sometimed but it has been a lot easier the past few months on the meds. I am still working my way up to a sustained therapeutic level but my resistance has eroded alot as I see the benefits.

When I start to get anxious about the meds I remind myself they are an aid and with any luck and with a larger arsonal of coping skills there may be a day when I won't need them again. Even if that were not true believing it now makes it easier to stay the course and give med therapy a go.

I find this a little ironic. Me, promoting meds. What the difference time and the reassurance of other on PC can make hey. There are more than a few people here who are probably shocked by my turn around. Meds have their place in the recovery process. shh... don't tell anyone I said that. lol

Wish you well Suga. I hope each day brings you closer to recovery. It will be yours to own in time. Let it be so. Blessings.