The depths of hell.
I was 30 years old when this monster hit me and it hit me hard. I fought it for 18 months without sleeping much and watching it destroy me and and family. I finally accepted medicinal help and it became tolerable and for the most part better. I still wanted to know why it was happening plus my manhood was having a hard time accepting this crippling thing I could not control. Now after 18 years fighting this on and off and consistantly checking my emotional pulse, searching for contentment and happiness I need to seek a better way and hopefully a cure. It has made me avoid things we all must do even though they are not pleasurable as I would rather do something more enjoyable and then it finally catches up and makes the symtoms stronger an thus another bad period. I will and must push myself and try this program and return to so called inner peace and normality.