I'm new here, so excuse me if I say something unusually stupid. I've suffered from depression for years. Just in time to prevent my long-suffering wife from stangling me in my sleep, I finally relented and got on medication (Lexapro). The only change I've noted, I think, is that it's made me seem to not really care about much (either positive or negative). I call them my fatalism pills. Is this common? I seem to be somewhat zombie-like. I suppose being zombie-like's better than being bummed out under a dark cloud, but...you'd think I'd be wanting to burst out in song and dance...no? Maybe I'm expecting too much? Baby steps?
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