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I just wanted to say hello to everyone. I found this site whilst looking up a new drug I've been put on (Latuda). I've suffered from depression since my early teens and into my career in the Marine Corps. Only when my son became ill in 2008 and was diagnosed with Bipolar II disorder was I given the same diagnosis. Add to that anxiety/panic/PTSD and a conglomeration of other issues did I start to really seek help. I just wanted to say it's nice to find a place with some information from those who suffer as well as just allowing me to vent even if it is electronic.


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