[QUOTE=Hilarity N. Suze]
Within a few decades?
Here’s the deal. You go to a doctor who asks how things are going. Being a typical stressed-out 21st-century person you (hypothetically) say, “Oh, fine, except that I just don’t have enough energy to keep up.” The doc asks you to elaborate. “Well, I just can’t get everything done…the house, the kids, the spouse. I’m not really happy with anything. My house is a mess, I don’t have enough time to spend with my kids, and I’m distracted at work. It’s depressing.”
The doc says, “Well, now, we better treat that depression” (ignoring that the actual problem is something else–lack of energy, not knowing how to prioritize, disorganization) and gives you, let’s say, Lexapro.
So a few weeks later how are things going? Wonderful! Your house is still a mess, your children are still deprived, and you’re still just skating by at work–in other words, you still don’t have energy/organizational skills–but you are now not depressed about it.
(On the other hand we as a society have been damned diligent about suppressing any kind of drug that merely promises euphoria.)
So how is this not a happy pill?
And if that one doesn’t work, there’s Wellbutron or Prozac or Paxil. Keep at it, they’ll find something that suits you.
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Pretty much described my ex-wife to a T. When the woman who is now my wife showed up, she was on Paxil. Had been for years.
My ex decided she needed some pills to. She got Paxil. They helped mellow her out a bit, but that was about all. She stopped taking them when I left, and hasn’t looked back.
My new wife, now on different meds, actually needs them to get through life. But I love her.