<story><title>Severe brain injury and paralysis temporarily reversed with a sleeping pill</title><url>https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0010945220303130</url></story><parent_chain><item><author>cobolcowboy</author><text>To the people in this thread advocating antipsychotic medication for anything other than treating psychosis and as an adjunct for severe depression, don&amp;#x27;t. These medications are serious things for serious situations and can have unexpected effects on you mentally.&lt;p&gt;I went on them in my early twenties due to a nervous breakdown, and while they stopped the endless loops of thought and insomnia (I ended up sleeping ten hours a night without breaking a sweat), they reduced my libido, made me gain weight, and worst of all, robbed me of my natural sharpness and creativity. It was as if my brain had been wrapped in a layer of bubble wrap, and my ability to come up with those sparks of inspiration that you need to do intellectual work was almost extinguished. I&amp;#x27;m 100% now, fully recovered, but it took me about 3-4 years to get back where I was before it all happened. If your doctor thinks you&amp;#x27;re right for them, go for it, but only as a last resort.&lt;p&gt;They do work, but they&amp;#x27;re the last tool in the box that you only want to use when everything else has failed.</text></item></parent_chain><comment><author>intricatedetail</author><text>Here where I live doctors prescribe anti-depressants like candies. They robbed me of two years of my life. The worst for me was derealisation and strong hallucinations. I started strongly believing that life isn&amp;#x27;t real, that what I am seeing is just a dream or that other humans are just objects that happen to move and speak. Hallucinations were crazy scary, like I saw things as if atoms of objects got magnified hundreds of times or everything was constructed of polygons (like you would switch wire frame rendering). Absolutely crazy thoughts like I was convinced that if I cut myself with a knife it will give me pleasure  like scratching an itch. I had a couple of suicidal episodes and ended up in hospital. Somehow nobody connected that this could be anti depressants. I then stopped them on my own and few weeks later started CBT therapy. That fortunately was the most I needed to &amp;quot;repair&amp;quot; my thought processes. I am okay, but I sometimes have the flashbacks of what happened. It&amp;#x27;s just a reminder to stay away from these things. I understand this may help other people but it didn&amp;#x27;t help me. When I talked about hallucinations with the doctor he just prescribed a different one. Every 4-6 months I had a different one.</text></comment>
<story><title>Severe brain injury and paralysis temporarily reversed with a sleeping pill</title><url>https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0010945220303130</url></story><parent_chain><item><author>cobolcowboy</author><text>To the people in this thread advocating antipsychotic medication for anything other than treating psychosis and as an adjunct for severe depression, don&amp;#x27;t. These medications are serious things for serious situations and can have unexpected effects on you mentally.&lt;p&gt;I went on them in my early twenties due to a nervous breakdown, and while they stopped the endless loops of thought and insomnia (I ended up sleeping ten hours a night without breaking a sweat), they reduced my libido, made me gain weight, and worst of all, robbed me of my natural sharpness and creativity. It was as if my brain had been wrapped in a layer of bubble wrap, and my ability to come up with those sparks of inspiration that you need to do intellectual work was almost extinguished. I&amp;#x27;m 100% now, fully recovered, but it took me about 3-4 years to get back where I was before it all happened. If your doctor thinks you&amp;#x27;re right for them, go for it, but only as a last resort.&lt;p&gt;They do work, but they&amp;#x27;re the last tool in the box that you only want to use when everything else has failed.</text></item></parent_chain><comment><author>milankragujevic</author><text>Sadly, in a lot of places, antipsychotics from the 50s (i.e. Chlorpromazine) are the FIRST kind of therapy given, even to adolescent patients with &amp;quot;generic&amp;quot; depression, alongside SSRIs.&lt;p&gt;No consent given or asked for, let alone informed consent. You are told &amp;quot;take this&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;This is not in circumstances of hospitalization, let alone involuntary hospitalization, but regular outpatient treatment.&lt;p&gt;People who are in a bad place generally don&amp;#x27;t research meds, and if they are not extremely uncooperative, or paranoid, will take them and the doctors&amp;#x27; words at face value.&lt;p&gt;Consequences are severe and long-lasting.&lt;p&gt;Absolutely shameful and despicable. These doctors should be shamed by the scientific community for [almost] using prehistoric notions of &amp;quot;hysteria&amp;quot; to mistreat ilness by basically showing &amp;quot;see, he&amp;#x27;s not crying anymore! PROGRESS!&amp;quot; while pointing to a barely awake, sedated patient.&lt;p&gt;Any and all progress is usually SSRIs and psychotherapy, if available. Why do they give these antiquated meds that are not appropriate for the situation (i.e. CPZ) is beyond me. These are not psychoses, this is &lt;i&gt;Episodium depressivum, gradus moderati&lt;/i&gt; .&lt;p&gt;Sorry, had to get that out. This is from personal experience.</text></comment>