This One's Not Funny But I Need to Write It. Deal With It.

I started taking the little pill about 6 years ago.  I wasn't "handling" my diagnosis well.  (MS.  Fuck you doctor.  Let's see how you handle a diagnosis like multiple sclerosis when you're 28 years old and have a 2 year old at home.)
The pill was supposed to get me through.  The diagnosis caused depression, anxiety, and PTSD.  The illness can cause depression.  The injections to treat the depressing fucking illness cause depression.  Basically, I was going to be depressed as fuck, so take the magic pill to get through.  To get out of bed.  To live without thoughts of dying.

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