Thank you bear and divine for your kind words and hugs back to you. I know I am blessed in so many ways; it's just that piling on of one thing after another that starts to get wearing. Just wanted to share my experience on this:

After having been on pysch meds for 20 years, the last few years I didn't feel like they were doing much good. I worked with my psychiatrist to gradually lower the dosage of my medications. It's a very long story but due to a number of circumstances, including my father almost dying last summer, extensive mold being found in my apartment necessitating I live elsewhere for a month, getting physically ill myself, etc. I had to cancel appointments to my psych. and, since he would not refill my meds without an appointment I ended up going off the three meds I was on.

Things seemed ok for awhile and then I crashed big time to the point that my anxiety was so bad that I was pacing the floors and terrified of....everything. I went back to my psych's P.A., went back on the meds and within a week I was a different person (positively speaking). I truly had reached a point that I wanted to be med-free but that experience showed me (and only speaking for myself) that my body definitely needs the medication.