... think of food. Finally went to the right shrink and was basically begging for a benzodiazepine and something to fight insomnia. He diagnosed ADHD and put me on amphetamines Vyvanse and Adderall.(Unfortunately Adderall is too hard on the body and I've quit taking it and insurance won't cover enough of the Vyvanse). SERIOUSLY? I thought he was the crazy person. I'm a quasi-epicurean who can finally eat again... And although nowhere near enough, I am sleeping again. He also prescribed Xanax for panic but I RARELY need it. Depression is a highly over-diagnosed catch-all for a Dr to put you on medicines that can rewrite your brain to gump. Be blessed and don't listen to someone just because they have letters after their name.