the mission psychologist called me and said he was baffled that I was the only missionary to have experienced such severe side-effects from prozac.  Really dude? you’re not supposed to make me feel like I’m hopeless and messed up… that’s kinda the reason I was talking to you in the first place, to get over that.  But now that I’m off the prozac and on the supplements, I am me again.  I can think and feel and be normal and not have headaches and importantly I can laugh and cry again.  Life is good.