As Rebecca pointed out this morning, laughter is not the best medicine.
Everyone knows that booze is the best medicine, followed closely by penicillin, then more booze, then chemotherapy, and then laughter.
I would have included nudity in there somewhere, but I suppose with enough booze . . . well, anything could happen.
Now it seems â€” at least in regard to clinical depression â€” that early therapy forÂ young peopleÂ with symptoms may reduce the need for any medicine later. This article at Time.com details a study that suggests early therapy for kids suffering from depression lessens the severity of the symptoms associated with the disorder, making it a more manageable and less deadly affliction as they become adults.
(No word on whether any of the control group members chose to join fake laughing groups.)
Has your life been touched by depression or other mental illness in any way? Are/were you skeptical of conventional treatments? How did/do you cope? Therapy? Medicine? Laughter? Booze? Nudity?
(Full disclosure:Â I’ve never suffered directly, but a close family member was diagnosed manic/depressive, and it was a rough haul for all of us.)