Supposedly depression and anxiety are 2 sides of the same coin. With me, I think it's because I function better depressed than panicking. So dropping my "I don't give a fuck" level is better than letting my mind plummet like a monkey driven rocket car into the filthy shit pit that are my fears.
Yeah, how the fuck does that work anyway? I was put on Amytriptyline as a teen for anxiety, then when it became ineffective, I was switched to Effexor after a week long panic attack in my early 20's. About 15 xanies would have probably done the trick, but they decided to put me on a strong, expensive anti-depressant that I took for about a year and gained a lot of fucking weight on.