I have depression/anxiety. Weed helps, but sometimes it just isn't enough for me either. I would get panic attacks during the day and they would have to send me home so eventually my mom gave me Clonopin; very powerful stuff. Eventually it got to the point where I was abusing the pills and ended up fucked up all the time. I was really slow and I often didn't remember certain events/places/people. Thats also really not good when you're a teenager...but you don't have to worry about that...

Now I learned how scary meds can be and I don't take it unless I absolutely need it. Just [sorry to bring "coping skills" up for my fellow former mental patients:silly:] use self-talk and you'll make it through the situation. Sounds like I'm preaching something thats easier said than done, but the medication route can be dangerous when it comes to panic/anxiety/depression.

My friend always tells me to find a goal for each day, even if its small. Then gradually add more goals to each day, or set new ones during the day. It'll make you feel a lot more like you're actually getting up and actually accomplishing something in the midst of your funk.

Hope that helped...