As I was preparing for the arrival of my son and his family, I became quite exhausted, told my husband, and asked him to do 4 or 5 minor things. He doesnt mind doing things of his choosing as long as it's done in his time frame. When we got to making the bed, he called me a dictator, and I just broke out in tears. He was feeling pretty bad after my tearful reaction, so he switched gears, and said, " Well you are the only bald headed dictator I know". My tears immediately switched to an outburst of laughter. My emotions are so strange, and yes I do take zoloft. I was never one for crying, but now I can cry at a drop of a hat.