I was sad. I was absolutely miserable. My friends were having babies and/or at least had starter jobs and I was floundering in a small town in Indiana. We put everything into his career. The evidence of his homosexuality and his cheating were piling up. I was ashamed so I kept quiet, but he could not be so sure for how long. It was at this time that I was sent to a psychiatrist and to church. The psychiatrist, who listened to my husband more than me, put me on a bunch of medications I did not need. I was put on everything from mood stabilizers like Trileptal and Valporic Acid (Depakote), and Seroquel. Anti-depressants like Prozac, Welbutrin, and Zoloft as well as pretty heavy sedatives/anti-anxiety drugs like Ativan and Clonopin. I was taking up to six medications a day. I lost most of the 2000’s to all of these drugs that I did not need.