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Ah, so pleased to be here.

Lets see: first visit to psychiatric social worker at age nine under suspicion of autism.

Diagnosis was " child is definitely not autistic but someone or something is scaring her silly."

First documented episode of major depression at age fifteen.

Depression becomes chronic at eighteen.

First psychotrope (Norpramine) and serious therapy begins at nineteen.

Age 20 initiates acute panic attacks. Back then not much attention is paid.

(This is getting a little boring if not to the reader then certainly to me.)

The real joke is that given the chance I'm an exceptionally happy person.

I lucked out in my second marriage. My mate is a classic manic- depressive who listens well and has a genius for practical analysis. We just try to be careful and have alternate crack ups.

(Somebody has to clean the cat boxes.)

I've spent a large portion of this year coming to terms with my mother's suicide. I am not doing this well. And the punchline is the realization that my dear old dad offed himself way back when.

I need.

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hi elr,

welcome to the boards. a lot goes on here that is very helpful. lots of info available and lots of people to talk to. if you want great meds info go to http://www.crazymeds.us. it's the best site going bar none for PRACTICAL meds info.

i'm sorry for your losses. truly. if you need support, this is a good place.

take care,

grousemouse.

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Ah, so pleased to be here.

Lets see: first visit to psychiatric social worker at age nine under suspicion of autism.

Diagnosis was " child is definitely not autistic but someone or something is scaring her silly."

First documented episode of major depression at age fifteen.

Depression becomes chronic at eighteen.

First psychotrope (Norpramine) and serious therapy begins at nineteen.

Age 20 initiates acute panic attacks. Back then not much attention is paid.

(This is getting a little boring if not to the reader then certainly to me.)

The real joke is that given the chance I'm an exceptionally happy person.

I lucked out in my second marriage. My mate is a classic manic- depressive who listens well and has a genius for practical analysis. We just try to be careful and have alternate crack ups.

(Somebody has to clean the cat boxes.)

I've spent a large portion of this year coming to terms with my mother's suicide. I am not doing this well. And the punchline is the realization that my dear old dad offed himself way back when.

I need.

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I'm sorry things have been rough this year. Probably here's a good place to deal. You in therapy?

I, too, have a partner who has struggled with MI; she's been "lucky" enough to have "just" situational depression (long since remedied) and mild OCD (she can usually avoid organizing things if people are watching...) Back in the day, crackups were often at the same time, and that was disasterous. Now, not so much; she'll funk sometimes, but we don't usually do it at the same time, woo hoo! There's a trick to that :> But you'll both survive a lot longer (cats will, too, probably...at least be happier)

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