Depression:

Jethro Rocker said:
Depends what med, what brain chemicals... psylocibin is a med, a chemical. It seems to have worked. Clinical depression cannot be "cured" by thinkjng positively. Nor can one avoid clinical depression by seeing all the good things in their life.
It helps, many things do, for sure. But not cure it.
Different meds, chemicals, therapies etc work for different people.
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This and your previous statement have significant truth. My dad had a majorly scary and almost monster like fracturing of his being in his mid 30's. Other than possibly his coworkers at the office, I was the 1st person to experience his first strange behaviors. As an 8 year old, I was naive but still could sense something was wrong. He was literally taken away by the men with butterfly nets a few hours later for a stay in the hospital for a few months. Outcome: schizophrenia diagnosis. Treatment: anti psychotic drugs. Problem:. Several subsequent return visits to hospital between ages 36 and 50. Despite meds that helped him lead a normal life, he still struggled and relapsed. But hope and change came at 50. To be cont.
 
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The depressive feelings one has are a symptom of brain chemical imbalances. It is called depression but people suffering from clinical depression aren't necessarily depressed by things in their life, they simply are showing the symptoms. I think it is important to distinguish regardless of treatment type.
 
By the time he turned 50, he had another major break from reality. This one took 4 months to turn him around. Thank God I was now in my 20's and played a vital role in helping the psych doctors and social worker help figure out why he was not getting any better this time even 3 months in. I eventually heard his clear expression of what he was thinking and acting like. He literally said his co workers would make fun of him if he went back to work and he had no reason to live.
When I shared this with the social worker, they re-tested him and determined he was not schizophrenic but bipolar ( I had no idea what that was). She said Manic Depression. They switched his meds from antipsychotics to antidepressants and within a week or so she said he was singing with the other patients. After 1 month more of treatment, he returned home, returned to work till retirement at age 57. In April he will turn 86, and I will be 59. But around age 70 he relapsed after self regulating his Lithium intake to 0 or less than needed. I was around 43 by then. This and maybe one more time around age 75, did he need a return to the hospital. Both times when he failed to take his Lithium properly. We almost lost him the last time though. The doctors changed his meds to Seroquel which definitely has adverse effects. Much to my anger, the mental hospital would only keep him a week to 2 weeks before releasing him. I would flip out on them insisting he was not ready, but they had his release papers already signed. Releasing him without my consent. At the last time of his last episode, it was almost the point of no return. This one morning, I got a call around 8 am from him to hear him tell me he took a whole mess of pills and his Last Will was on his kitchen table. The end result was, I was 5 minutes from him, 911 ambo arrived at same time,. He took a brand new bottle of 90 Seroquel completely gone in one shot in a suicide attempt.

Needless to say,. I laid into the doctors, I told them F NO to shock therapy, and to listen to me. Put him on the Damn Lithium. We are now about 15 years since his first relapse and 11 from the Suicide incident of relapse 2 as he properly takes the Lithium so goes his stable mind.

Needless to say, I understand a little about Depression
 
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Wow. Sad but ultimately a good ending.
The correct meds, therapy, lifestyle can help many forms of depression. Bipolar requires the right meds for life as far as I have seen. Meds meaning whatever chemicals.
Remember, everything is a chemical.
But Robert or anyone else sufferimg from some form of clinical depression cannot prevent it by saying Gee I have a great life...
 
Jethro, you hit the nail on the head.

This is another reason I am amazed, in shock, awe, wonder or even disbelief at the human brain. Or brains in general. How some brains can be immune to sense of right or wrong, commit evil beyond horror, be so smart about some things, yet lack common sense,. Yadda yadda.

It is totally understandable to say, so much about the brain, physically, or the product of cumulatively processing stimuli over a lifetime, abuse or nourishing the brain with the best nutrients, sleep, exercise etc all play vital roles in healthy vs sick or struggling outcomes where the brain plays a part.
 
chilipeppermaniac said:
Jethro, you hit the nail on the head.

This is another reason I am amazed, in shock, awe, wonder or even disbelief at the human brain. Or brains in general. How some brains can be immune to sense of right or wrong, commit evil beyond horror, be so smart about some things, yet lack common sense,. Yadda yadda.

It is totally understandable to say, so much about the brain, physically, or the product of cumulatively processing stimuli over a lifetime, abuse or nourishing the brain with the best nutrients, sleep, exercise etc all play vital roles in healthy vs sick or struggling outcomes where the brain plays a part.
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My wife's brother is schizophrenic, among other disabilities and mental health issues. I've seen how difficult that can be. In fact...without getting too deep into it here, it's destroyed their entire family's lives.

He once stabbed me in the face with a freshly sharpened Dixon Ticonderoga #2 in Sunday school when we were about 9 or 10 years old. In elementary school, we had some toads in a terrarium as the class pets, one day when we all went out for recess, he stayed behind and pulled the legs off of those toads one by one and left them to die.
After 5th grade, he didn't come to school anymore.

It wasn't until I started dating this cute, slightly younger girl from Texas, who was new in town. I was at her place one night and saw a family photo on the wall. And in it, was that same kid that I remembered from childhood who stabbed me in the face with a pencil and tore the legs off our toads. She was his younger sister, to my shock. Turns out that she was actually from my hometown, had moved with her family while still very young, and basically grew up in Texas, only to return home as a fully grown woman and bump into me, of all people lol

I almost actually broke it off with her when I saw that photo...lol

Anyway, all that to say that I can somewhat relate. I'm glad that your pops has been able to mostly keep things under control. It's frustrating when trying to get help sometimes. My brother in law is dangerous, but it doesn't seem that there's much available for him until he actually does something/commits a crime/hurts somebody. The guy literally thinks he's a ninja turtle currently at war with some kind of entities. He does somewhat okay when he doesn't refuse his meds, but that's becoming more rare
 
I was with a psychiatric nurse for years Brenda went to see my band play at the bar Brenda you do realize that 45% of the men
and 65% of the women in this bar are mentally ill I asked why Brenda self medicating your kidding no certified lock down in the mental
ward at the hospital crazy got the same story from a few Doctor friends in that field.
 
67plexi said:
I was with a psychiatric nurse for years Brenda went to see my band play at the bar Brenda you do realize that 45% of the men
and 65% of the women in this bar are mentally ill I asked why Brenda self medicating your kidding no certified lock down in the mental
ward at the hospital crazy got the same story from a few Doctor friends in that field.
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Well, i have more faith in Shamanism than most MD's.
 
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