I'm in my seventies now and am so much happier. I still take meds to keep me tuned up. My mess, tangled up with thyroiditis, among other junk held me back since I was about 26. My many doctors and personal trials and errors seemed pointless. I had considered the final solution, death. I felt I needed to try to get help with yet a new doctor. I was then 30. He mentioned ECT (electro convulsive therapy). Did six treatments. Saw a little help but I was scared of it to start with so I quit. I waited until I was around 50 and by then I was home in bed, everyone knew felt hopeless. I thought about ECT again. My doctor connected me with a doctor. I felt that if my insurance will pay for 18 treatments, I will do it until I ran out of money. I took 14 treatments. The people I saw go in for treatment would come back from treatments and they looked like an angel touched their faces. Their face was not twisted with agony and grief. I felt hope. As treatments went forward, I felt and looked better and better. I started a trend I felt awesome and looked happier. I stopped at 14 because I felt so wonderful, I felt this was enough for now. I did think I needed to save some just in case. I can say I would do it again, but I don't need to, now 20 years later. Let a doctor explain it all. It is very interesting how this all works. I personally recommend it if you are as sick as I was.