When I went in to the VA with my mother, I had an Indian doctor tell my mother that if he could, he would throw my antidepressants and antipsychotics in the trash because there was nothing wrong with me.
He knew this after only asking if I had three wishes, what I would wish for.
I couldn't come up with an answer because I was actually content.
Let me lay something out for you:
They wanted to drug me up because I was content.