This past Friday I was out of my medication, zoloft. I take 200 mg every morning. I was feeling fine all day. We had been having some difficulty with our youngest daughter after she got into a car wreck (not at fault) while in a bad part of town. She now had been using our car and we told her she could not go over to this area to visit a friend. This was the scene a couple of days prior to my meds running out and my wife had remarked at how well I had been handling it, stating that she's nearly lost it herself. Well Friday night comes and my two daughters decide that they are going to have a discussion with my wife over her anxiety,depression and such. My wife suffers from agorophobia, can hardly go out of the house,etc. And they persist to tell her to get help,stop taking meds, etc., etc. Well, at this point I lost it. My wife is in tears. I told them that rent is now due-the one daughter moved back in with a bf 6 weeks ago at which time we told her $200 a month! Seen nothing of it. Furthermore told them theyre getting their own insurance policy as of Oct 1, we cannot risk their choices and behavior affecting our policy and liability. I even put this in a letter for them so they knew I was serious. Wow, they all hit the roof! Now they want to move out not go to school (college) any more, etc, etc. My reply was you'd better get good at asking "do you want fries with that." And all I did was miss 1 day of meds.