Speaking as someone with first hand experience I have seen how bad and how good medication can be for people with mental illness. I have a friend who was manic depressive, destructively violent and suicidely. He was hospitakized and given medication and holy shit the difference it made. Instead if being a suicidal angry kid he became fun to be around agian and he flourished for a long while. Compare that with me and being on Ritalin for ten years, which has caused me more hell then I can to discuss. I was so fucked up that at one point I thought aliens were coming for me. Been off it for neigh 8 years now and I haven't had a anxiety attack in three years.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
