Last year I was convinced I could come off meds. I have a weighted blanket, SAD lamp and fidgit toys. I talked to my therapist and friends. I got fresh air every day. I used cannabis. I took vitamins. I think it all helps, but at the end of the day when I didn't take my meds properly I ended up in the hospital. It could have been so much worse.

Many people act like prescription meds for mental illness are evil. I think I owe my life to them.