So I am reading this book on anxiety called "when panic attacks"or something like that..suposed to written by this famous psych/doctor man.  There is a passage within about the "chemical imbalance myth".  He writes how the research began into this, and that it has all been abandoned now by research scientists.


The theory didn't pan out so they are looking into the brain to see if they can fins other causes.   He says the only people who push this now are drug companies and that meds are more of a placebo than anything.  I dont know if this is true or not, but falls into my way of thinking.  I could never get around the fact that if I had an imbalance in chemicals in my head, how could I even function without meds? 

Why does this med I am taking  (when i did take em) make my head feel odd, if the pill contained the chemical my brain was lacking.  If it was the same chemical, then my head shuld feel the same, people who take insuline dont feel different, so why does this?  oh well…things to ponder.

heres a joke..

This is a must read story that will really touch your heart. A young


>family  moved into a house next door to a vacant lot. One day a construction crew  turned up to start building a house on the empty lot. The young family's 6 year old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and started talking with the workers. She hung around and eventually the construction crew – gems in the rough all of them – more or less adopted her as a kind of project mascot.


> >


> > They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and


>lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel


 important. At the end of the first week they even presented her with a


>pay envelope containing a dollar.

> > The little girl took this home to her mother who said all the appropriate


> > words of admiration and suggested that they take the dollar pay she had received to  the bank the next day to start a savings account. When they got to the bank the teller was equally impressed with the story and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own pay check at such a young age. The little girl proudly replied, "I've been working with a crew building a house all week". "My goodness gracious", said the teller, "and will you be working on the house again this week too"?


 "I will if those useless bastards at the lumber yard ever bring us the F'ing drywall", replied the little girl.



Why is it when i think of this little  girl, Sophie comes to mind?


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