Finally on Zoloft, I realize it will take a few weeks before it is actually effective. Lost 25 pounds in a month, no wonder my pants keep falling down. My wife is still here, barely talks to me, we stay in seperate parts of the house. Overheard her on a phone conversation yesterday talking to her work spouse about hiring a lawyer. She knows how to push my buttons, I just ignored it. Had a real sleepless night, not sure if it's the Zoloft or her comments. I can't get tossed into the streets here, no friends and no family. This is my only chance to get the treatment that I need. I don't know what to think. One day at a time I try to keep teling myself, but the worry is just compounded with her pushing my buttons. I don't trust the guy she works with, I believe his motives are not good. Just needed to vent.