Went to therapy, was referred to a psychiatrist and after about an hour I had my hands on Xannies and Anti-depressants.
The antidepressants shit all over your ability to orgasm. I only took them for a week. Your muscles that flex and make you shoot ropes turn into jelly. I am still having issues after coming off of them and I read that the ability for some never even returns.
I took my Xannies every other day to avoid dependence... I'm skipping today and find myself dying for one of these bitches.
I woke up feeling amazing and in a great mood. I still feel pretty good but my body is begging me for that Xanax. It even hurts in my heart a little bit.
After 45 mins of fucking talking I was diagnosed with depression and giving drugs that fuck with your brain in a serious ways and produce side effects which may be life long.
No alternate approaches were suggested, no behavioral therapy, no better habits... "Here's some fuckin brain drugs."
If you are having issues with depression, dig deep, try to find that initial drive to exercise in the morning and try some god damn cold showers.
I think L. Ron was on to something...