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Anecdotal add=on:

I was having a pretty stressful time, coupled with the condition that caused me to lose an eye, and the Doctor prescribed me anti-anxiety pills to take daily.

After 6 months, I was pretty much a zombie. Didn't care about anything either way. Father in law died? Huh, too bad. Friend diagnosed with rare cancer? Neat. Got a big promotion? So what.

I was just trudging through life, not enjoying, not caring. It took a good 6 months to start having feelings either way, but I don't think my brain ever recovered. I really don't like that the preferred solution to 99% of medical problems to be "take moar drugs."