I thought in the beginning that I wouldn't have need of pharmaceutical aid, despite my doctor warning otherwise. Silly me. Within a year I was in tears of exhaustion and loneliness and frustration. ...he put me on prozac. I was so wrought up though I couldn't feel any difference and became obsessed that they would make me fat. Off i came, only to be back a few months later. 2 more attempts, one made me sweat the other gave me hives. Any advice out there as I'm once again taking nothing and feeling desolate.