Brett is really depressed. He either sleeps or lays around all day. He barely eats, I have to do a whole song and dance to get him to pay attention to his meals. He won't take his medicine properly and he can hardly string two words together (paucity of thought). He went to the doctor about a week ago and was given Neurontin for his anxiety. I think it's helped, he's less irritable and has stopped asking, "what's going to happen to me ?". He was also prescribed Seroquel to help his depression and reported insomnia but he declined to get it saying it was too expensive. It was $10. He's still using the internet excessively but is not spending much time on his porno sites. He says that he doesn't enjoy anything. He has marked bradykinesia and his personal hygiene standards have slipped.
I wish that I could help him. I can remember when I was so depressed that I couldn't get out of bed, so I know how he feels. You have to admire him because he goes to work no matter how he feels. I hope that he gets over this soon because we never do anything fun anymore and that's really dragging me down.