Just a story, no reason:

I remember the first time I was prescribed steroids for a bad illness I had. I was 19. For a week, I felt superheroic, like I could lift a car. With permanent adrenalin, all of my problems were gone.

A week later I had the first panic attack of my life.

It is not the euphoria of steroids that& #39;s the bad part. That& #39;s the great part. Life is like the three minutes after the tornado in the Wizard of Oz, in perpetuity. Wonderful, colorful again, eerie, a bit off.

It& #39;s the crash that some get, the dysphoria, that& #39;s the scary part.