Depression And Anxiety

Could xanax help you run faster/longer?
I got my heart broken a couple months ago and my doctor offered me xanax for depression and anxiety. I haven't taken it at all because I didn't think I needed to. I'm a long distance runner and the last race of my season is coming up and I was wondering if xanax could possibly make me run faster/longer, aka enhance performance. I know I sound like a jerk for asking a question like that, but I am just wondering. I know it depresses CNS activity, which seems to me like it would reduce pain and lessen the likely hood that I would hit a "wall" at some point during my race. Any thoughts? thanks

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Anyone know anything about Pristiq?
I've had conflicting reports online, it's a benzo, it's not a benzo, it's a tricyclic, it's an SNRI or something. Pretty sure about the latter, but benzo that helps with alcohol withdrawal or tricyclic? I have a bitch of a time sleeping and have had depression and ideas of reference and ADHD all my life, and at 30, it's only in the last few years I've had treatment. I'm extremely socially inept even though my verbal skills are great (I'm a writer). I find people a nuisance including family members except for the odd person, and the meds I'm on have turned me from Pepe Le Pew (a fattie with spina bifida doesn't get much) with impulsiveness and social inappropriateness and poor judgment (though not physically) to Michael Jackson - virtually asexual. I watch porn for at least 2 hours at night, trying desperately to get something to work. I used to be horribly agitated in social situations, even if people as an idea sound great to me, but now I'm just indifferent. I plan to hang out at a restaurant, but inevitably when the food and drinks are gone, I've gotta jet. Hurry up and do nothing. It's been a rough haul, and Sertraline, Celexa and Wellbutrin were too much for me. I have spina bifida hydrocephalus with a CV shunt in my head, and I guess that makes a difference. My thinking is much more concrete now than it was as a kid, but I still get these wild ideas with no basis in reality. I was homeschooled (aka a prisoner) for many years, finally going to school at 16-17 in grade 9. Do the math. My dad vetoed every attempt to move me up to grade 11. After that, I just quit. That experience, coupled with a pretty bad breakup, left me in a state of severe depression and anxiety. Alcohol was an issue for awhile and I'm not sure if the sudden jerks I get in my arms are related to that or my arnold chiari malformation, a symptom of spina bifida involving a pinched nerve. I've been having weight problems for about 12 years, bloating and only recently with Vyvanse have I been able to lose anything. I seem to have plateaued now and with my condition, it's hard to get exercise. I've had suicidal ideation in the past, especially since high school, but with the meds (I'm still on Zopiclone minimum dose, Lamotrigine, and titrating down with the sertraline with plans to discontinue in 2 weeks and go with pristiq if it works. My main issue is the weight problem. I'm on BP meds for the first time in my life and I don't need some crap that will cause me to gain weight. I'm trying to get to a place where I feel comfortable enough to get out to a gym (horrible nightmares of being lost as a kid even if the people I was lost from didn't matter to me), and I've had progress, but I still don't have a lot of drive. I'm bored most of the time. Anyways, thanks. Hope I didn't bore you. Actually, as I stated before, that doesn't worry me. But there are a lot of things I say because I feel an uncontrollable urge or impulse to say.

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Advice on depression and anxiety... please help?
I?m 20 and I?ve been stuck at home for the past 2 years with severe immobilizing depression and severe anxiety. I feel like I?ve become estranged from my friends and I feel like anytime I text them I bother them because of the vague answers ending the conversation. I can?t be lonely anymore and yet I am. My behavior has become routine for my family. They go on with their daily lives while I fight to even get out of bed. I don?t resent them for it, I?m glad that they can do that but why can?t I be that way too? I see a therapist, psychiatrist, and I take my meds when I?m supposed to like a good little patient. This depression and anxiety has gone on for seven years and nothing is better. It?s just one more stressful thing after another. It never ends. What am I supposed to do?

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