“It’s not the mountain we conquer, it’s ourselves.” ~ Sir Edmund Hillary
This is a re-blog (slightly re-worked) of an article that I posted last year as a newish blogger on my now dormant site ‘Facts and Fiction’. It appears to fit the bill nicely for today’s word-prompt ‘Visceral‘
We all know that doctors prescribe anti-depressant drugs for conditions such as depression, anxiety and stress, but are we accepting the prescriptions too easily? Shouldn’t we at least try to resist?
Before I go any further with this controversial topic, may I say that I’m very aware that many patients genuinely need the medication; however, I’m equally certain that some do not. I make the latter comment based upon my own experience.
A few years ago I was ill and needed hospital treatment several times, at the same time my late husband was ill, plus there was a separate family crisis. I was finding the situation difficult and my visceral outlook on life was dire. During a check up at my GP’s surgery I broke down in tears. The GP, who was not my usual doctor, very quickly prescribed a course of anti-depressant. I didn’t resist, I accepted the medication.
A few days later I came to my senses, I told myself that given the circumstances it was perfectly natural to be feeling the way I was, but at the same time I needed to be the one in control and not be dependent on drugs. I began to accept that although I couldn’t change my situation, I could take charge of my own emotions and take back control. I made a start by ditching the tablets.
I know of a couple of friends who take anti-depressant, and I’m guessing there are others who take these drugs, friends who choose not to speak of their mental health issues.
Bad things happen to good people, a fact we have to agree upon, and it would be unnatural not to feel concerned, anxious and upset when life deals us a wrong hand.
I accept that depression is real and there are times when it becomes too difficult to get out of bed and face the day, this I do understand. However, I wonder how many people were prescribed anti-depressant drugs in the 1950s, within the new NHS?
I’m guessing that in comparison to today, there were very few. Did people not get anxious and depressed, did they not suffer from ‘Stress’ or is this a modern phenomenon?
The 1950s saw the introduction of the first anti-depressants here in the UK. This was when the NHS was in its infancy, just a couple of years after the NHS was born.
Is it conceivable that back then in the 1950s, people acknowledged their stress and anxieties and learned to cope?
Perhaps we could all learn some valuable lessons from the past, including some of our doctors.