You misunderstand, I am living stress free as a widow in a magnificent home close to my adult children. I wouldn't dream of taking medication for depression as I am a believer in talking it out and making changes in life to correct bad living partners. But I stayed in my marriage for 50 years, and my husband died sooner than we expected because he would not cooperate with any medical care. My sister took Klonopin and she declined mentally from living with her husband who had terrible OCD and would work on improvement. I have studied personality disorders for years, and am familiar with the problems that can't seem to get fixed. I understand alcoholism well after living with my husband's entire family who drank. That is all gone now in my life and my children and grandchildren dote on me during this isolation, as I stay home and they get me what I need. Some are working from home. I saw a psychiatrist years ago but he insisted on my husband coming for joint discussions and I laughed because my late husband said he had no problems. At one point I feared my husband wanted me dead, but I survived the crisis by being very cool and collected. I won. I am happy and content. Dorisena