I do feel lucky cause it’s “only” Aspergers I suffer from and nothing I will die from — and the medication coming with it (mostly because it wasn’t recognized until I turned 43) I take gladly. It’s true some antidepressants I tried had horrible side effects but luckily there were others which go fine.
Funny you don’t like the comparison with an organ transplant cause it would have the same problem — immune system supression.
For me the medication is like a crutch helping me walk when I would have lost my foot. But well each to his own.