I was on prozac from age 26, I was depressed but looking back now, the psychiatrist put me on it way too fast. I had already been through some therapy with my husband at the time, he'd had an affair, and the therapist was very focused on how severe my reaction to the situation was. Not focused at all on him. (Religious counselor.... dont get me started on that patriarchal system). I switched to effexor when I was premenopausal and the anxiety was increasing. Here's the thing, nothing ever served to stabilize my moods. I'm 56 now and learning that I have ADHD, PTSD, and that my human design type completely explains the entire course of my life. (I realize HDS is not mainstream and I'm definitely not here on a promotional basis).
I firmly believe that my mind can and will heal. Yes, I may have a damaged central nervous system from the medications that I was prescribed. But there is no reason to believe that complete and total healing cannot occur. Remember, there is such a thing as neuroplasticity, my friends! We can and will heal from this. Guaranteed. Hope everyone is having a great day!