Around August last year the "wheels fell off" and I ended up in Therapy. My therapist insisted I start taking meds. Fought her tooth and nail, but eventually went to a Pdoc.

Since December its been a hard hard road, I have been extremely depressed, probably the worst I have ever been. And none of the meciation seems to help.

After a particularly hectic week and no relief in sight (pdoc line was "I really don't know what to try next"). I stamped my Nike clad size 5 and refused to take another tablet.

OMG, has life improved over the last 7 days, literally, in leaps and bounds. Hectic depression fits and uncontrollable tears have stopped, have not been emotional once in 7 days (as appose to twice daily).

Has this happened to anybody before?