dragging yourself out of the hole to get up and actually do it it much easier said than done.

That was how my doctor finally convinced me to go on Medication for my depression. I had been totally against it for a long time for a couple of reasons that I won’t go into. But my doctor finally made me realize that the drugs aren’t the cure. But the cure requires motivation and planning (therapy, schedules, exercise, routines, confronting negative thoughts, etc…) that can be impossible to even get up the energy and motivation to do.

So the drugs exist to basically give your brain the chemical assist it needs in order to get your ass in gear and start the process of getting better.