I am compliant with meds, especially when the doses are adjusted out of need and I realize that without them or when the current combo stops working, everything is awful in my world, at either end. Sometimes, though, when the meds are working really well I toy with the idea of stopping because for some dillusional reason I convince myself that the drs. got it all wrong.

The thing that makes me really sad about the drugs is that, like BlueI., I have a son who takes meds. I absolutely hate knowing that he will most likely suffer through parts of his life, like me. He has already toyed with the drugs, "forgetting" to take the abilify for a few days because he thought the prozac was enough. I saw the personality change right away, and thought that it might be time for an evaluation until he told me about his forgetfulness.

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