I was 21 when I first went on antidepressants. I did not have health insurance, and so like any self-respecting broke girl living in a town with a massive university hospital, I joined a pharmaceutical trial. After about a week, I noticed an uptick in mood. Things just didn't ever get quite as low as they had been. After two weeks, I had more energy and I was spending more time out of the bathtub than in. By four weeks, I was a fully functioning adult, almost. And then at six weeks, at the end of the trial, I learned that all along I had been on the placebo.
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