As low as I have been for several weeks, it seems all but impossible to even consider seeking help, but I am sane enough to realize that an answer might loom within that realm. Just walking out to get in the truck seems overwhelming. In my case, the latudas being prescribed coincided with a 2-3 week hypomanic episode. I thought I was on the one drug that provided a miracle reaction. Now that I've nose-dived, I'm realizing that there is no magic bullet, and that, my friends, is depressing in itself. I thought I was a bit strange before, but nothing could have prepared me for my new reality.