Ignoring concerns for a disorder, as Lana Ulrich suggests, is exactly what caused me to blow $10,000 last semester ("Disorders not to blame for all of life's problems," Feb. 9).

Up to that point I never needed any drugs to help me nor did I think I needed them. I was fine for the first 19 years of my life, so why would something go wrong now? It turns out the combination of not enjoying my major and lack of motivation led to disaster. I should have done something then, but I didn't. I ignored it, wrote it off as lack of studying and told myself I'd do better next time. The next time came and just four weeks into the semester I concluded I'd be better off sleeping than going to class -- I wasn't going to know what was going on anyway. Besides, when I have to go for help on every topic I must be an idiot. So, I just stopped going to classes as well as stopped showing up for work. I was depressed. It took me a couple of months to finally muster up the courage and will power to go talk to someone.

The staff at Counseling and Psychological Services (CAPS) was great in helping me and the decision to change my major also helped me get back on track. As for this semester, it's going well. If you think something is wrong, instead of barricading yourself in a room with brownies and alcohol, go to CAPS for an evaluation. It may save you some cash.