On the topic of drugs - I was on Prozac for a year or so before I stopped taking it (it was definitely a thing of, "oh, look, I'm better, I don't need these anymore" and I should get back into it, but I digress).
I think there's sort of this misconception that Prozac are "happy pills," that you take it and suddenly colors are brighter and birds are singing and helping with your housework and everything is a technicolor cartoon. But that is absolutely not my experience at all. When I was on Prozac, and after my body adjusted to the dosage, it wasn't, "Oh, I'm happy, everything is hunky-dory," it was, "Oh, I'm not having those really really really low days."
It acted more as a stabilizer than anything. Like, unmedicated, it's a lot of really really low lows. Prozac just sorta got me to a point where my lows weren't the huge pits of despair and 'woe is me, life sucks, it'll never get better.' I still had to rely on my own sense of, "Let's do stuff today, let's be productive, let's get shit done and not just sleep all day or read the same five pages over and over because we can't be fucked to concentrate." It definitely didn't do the work for me, it was more a barrier against the overwhelming feelings of wanting to die or give up or just...cry at the world and feel sorry for myself.
Of course every body reacts differently to different medications, etc etc, but I really dislike the "Oh, Prozac (or insert any anti-depressant) is just a happy pill," thing. Because it's really, really not.