Big Pharma Is PANICKING Over This

Doctor tried to prescribe me antidepressants when my dad died... I said "no, I'm supposed to be sad"

Time to make America healthy again, with no corruption this time

My husband was on them, became violent and ended up taking his own life… I tried so hard to help him. To watch someone deteriorate at the hands of their doctor is gut wrenching

Clinical trials shouldn't be allowed to be conducted by the developer of the trial drug. There should be an independent 3rd party with no affiliation to big pharma or any of it's employees to run the study and collect the data of the trial study.

It's crazy. What Matt says here about them putting you on depression meds. I went to the doctor and they insisted I was depressed. I went there for a basic check up to have a primary doctor and every question they asked was about depression. I told them im never sad. I don't worry and I have a lot of fun in life. I told them I cold plunge and they said the cold plunge is a sign of dependency on high amounts of dopamine which is a sign of depression. Like are you kidding me. I looked at the doctor and said I'll never take a depression medication. I am I man and can suck it up I follow Jesus and my worries troubles are placed on him.

So glad RFK Jr is getting the chance to help everyones health improve.

These destroyed my life. Please never take them. I am begging you.

Many years ago now, I went in for severe mood swings and really rough menstrual cycle. The very first thing the doctor offered was antidepressants. No hormone testing, no dietary assessment, not even counseling. Straight to the drugs. I firmly said no.

My boyfriend was on antidepressants for 15years. Felt really bad, depressed and anxious. Finally he afreed to stop them. Took few months. He is great now. No depression or anxiety. A different man !

A few years ago I had a ton of external forces in my life collapsing around me. Deaths of friends and family, financial issues, car troubles, and a very major health diagnosis. I was crushed spiritually and emotionally. I could barely get out of bed each day. My family told me that I was depressed and needed to see counselors over and over again. Even my mentor at the time. I finally acquiesced and went to see a few. Every single one told me that I needed to start taking anti-depressants, but I refused. I knew that it wasn't something wrong with the chemicals in my brain, but just external circumstances. But everyone around me was livid that I was being so stubborn and "refusing help." But I knew what was going on, and I just kept pushing forward, ignoring the mob around me. Years down the road, I feel better and have improved dramatically, emotionally. I'll considder this my "I told you so" moment to all of them.