About 3 and a half years ago, if my memory is correct (as I have to say yet again...), I was prescribed Bupropion and Venlafaxine. I didn't go to there out of my own free will, I didn't want to get on meds, and I didn't choose those two in particular. The psychiatrist(s) and/or whoever it was who worked at what-exactly-ever place that was (I don't know much about the system because I couldn't care any less about it) decided, after what was definitely anything but an extensive and thorough conclusion, that those meds, completely worthless as they turned out to be, were appropriate for me. In a period of one month, my weight spiked up by about 25 pounds, 11.34 kilograms. I did not make any changes to my diet or activity habits, and I was at a healthy weight to begin with, probably actually a bit on the lower side. There was an occasion at some point where I asked a certain pdoc about the weight gain. He said, unspecifically, that one of the meds had a slight potential weight gain effect, but that the other had an adverse effect that would counter it. That was absolute crap. I've lost about 40 pounds, 18-ish kilograms since quitting the meds back in the Spring, putting me at less than I was before. All the while, I was living on dinner and random snacks, with the exception of possible breakfast on weekends or something here and there. I was also prescribed Aripiprazole at some point, forgive me for being awful at remembering the times of past events. Let me tell you how these affected me. They made my mood swings even worse, made me gain weight that was very much unwanted, and made me very irritable all the time, and I got pissed off at the slightest things. My brother used to be on those meds as well, back when he was about 13 to 16, except for Lisdexamfetamine instead of Aripiprazole. He had outright terrible fits of aggression. Coincidence? No, it's just not. I'm not even gonna give consideration to that, it's just not. So....why didn't I just quit taking the meds a lot sooner? Because of other stupid ass #######4 reasons I won't explain. Oh man, I sound like some kind of unrespectable grouch, don't I? I would hate to be that, it's not what I want at all, and I mean at all. But what are some better things I have to talk about? Lets see........a lot of nothing.

There's no chance in hell I'm ever going back through that, with any medication.