I've been dealing with chronic back pain and depression for most of my adult life and i'm very, very frustrated. I'm absolutely in the worst hole of my life and I can't seem to get any help. I have no friends, zero, none. I haven't made a friend, somebody I could just call and go for a hike with or invite over to dinner in 15 years. My family, mom, sisters, pretty much couldn't be bothered with me despite the fact that my brother committed suicide two years ago and they made a huge fuss over him. It's like he was worth more dead than I am alive.

Several months after my brother checked out my back flared up and I had to take time off work. While I was off the business I was working for collapsed and closed it's doors. The doctor I was seeing for the pain refused to treat my depression because he was getting paid by workman's comp and it was a hassle for him. Never mind chronic pain causes depression and it's well documented.

The doctor I saw after that talked to me for ten minutes before handing me a scrip for cymbalta and showing me the door. He refused to do an evaluation for my state disability insurance or refer me.

I went to a Chiropractor after that that suggested that I quit eating wheat which helped my back pain but did nothing for the fatigue. She still wanted me to come in weekly even though her treatments didn't' seem to help.

The doc after that decided my testosterone was low and had me injecting my leg weekly and was giving me the worlds most expensive vitamins but was totally unperturbed when I said I wasn't improving. I found out that he gave ALL of his patients testosterone

The doc after that was a naturopath that gave me more expensive herbs and was also totally nonplussed when I said it wasn't working. She got paid though that she made sure of.

Now I'm seeing an acupuncturist. Same result.

I've had it with the rent seeking bastards. I want a treatment where I will know in a week wether i'm going to see an effect or not and i'm freaking tired of paying their outrageous bills.

I've tried about nine SSRI's, I've told my life story to therapits, i've had ECT and none of it works. The worst thing is that none of them are the least bit curious about why the treatments they prescribe don't work. Hey, they got paid didn't they?

I pretty much hate my life, hatemylife, hatemylife, and the only solution anybody can offer me is another wait in a doctors office to see another rent-seeking quack. That is supposing i have the cash to pay the pedigreed idiot.

Could somebody please explain to me why this is?