I have been diagnosed with depression and anxiety for 13 years now and still feel misunderstood by my family members and my partner. They still expect me to "snap out of it" and become well. I developed anger management problems and it pushed people away from me. My realtionshipwith my then fiancé became very rocky and I went to my psychatrist desperate for a solution. He recommended taking a medication called Abilify (ironic name) to stabilize my mood, on top of my regular antidepressants. I started taking it and noticed that I don't lash out over things anymore and am more collected.. but as the doctor increased the dose, my passions started fading... I couldn't enjoy alot of things anymore... I used to love art galleries but now they bored me to death.. same passions and excitements died for cooking , painting, and even intimacy. Now I am a calm person, rarely get mad at something.. but feel like a robot inside.. now think about it .. if you were me, which life would you chose ?