I’ve been lucky- fluoxetine (prozac) has changed my life.
When events give us a knock we all dip in mood. The healthy mind comes back up again.
The ‘prone-to-depression-mind doesn’t rebound naturally. It stays stuck at the lower level.
The next normal kick from life pushes it to a lower level still and eventually over the edge into illness.
Prozac seems to act like a safety net which stops the gradual descent and gives my mind time to recover back to normal.
It never raises my mood. It doesn’t make me happy.
It gives me a bit of stability, which generates a bit of confidence, which makes normal life- with its ups and downs- something I can participate in and feel like a useful member of society.