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randomguy981 · 1 year
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It's been about three weeks since I started these antidepressants and I gotta say as my body and mind get used to the meds, things seem easier but there are some draw backs as well.
I'm finding talking to people is a bit easier, in person, and I feel more positive. But along with that, I'm also feeling more alone and down more often. I'm feeling like I don't matter to many people, especially some who I called friend. I know people have their lives to live and things get in the way but at the same time I'm stuck feeling like a background friend.
Like, I'm trying to build a friendship with someone I met online, which is a good first step if I want to build a more serious relationship. But I'm always the one who starts the convo, who has to ask to hang out, who makes time out of work to hang out with them but they don't do the same. Granted they already have a busy life and yeah Me asking to hang out is easier than him offering to hang out since our work schedules are conflicting but still. It would be nice to be in a situation where we both are putting in equal effort. You know.
So yeah, these meds are giving me a different mood, but my mind set is still a bit down. Positive but not so positive at the same time.
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trickstersaint · 1 month
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we'll have to venture forth together // april 4 2024
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houseofchronicpain · 3 months
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Got to see an Internal Medicine specialist yesterday and after a 75 minute appointment:
I probably do not have lupus but i might
I probably do not have rheumatoid arthritis but i might
I probably DO have ehlers danlos but canada doesn't care enough about it to diagnose me (cool cool cool)
I probably DO have POTS
I probably DO have reynauld's
I am definitely Fat (i already knew this one)
I am definitely too depressed (which is funny to me because i have absolutely been way more depressed in my life)
No direction mention of Long Covid but some hinting
I am going to do tests for my heart health
i am going to maybe try that weight medicine that's around
She doesn't know what is going on, but it might be a lot of things but is probably mostly the ehler's danlos, but we can only treat the symptoms apparently because Reasons
It might take a few years but hopefully i can feel a bit better eventually maybe
Honestly, a better and more productive appointment than I've had in a while but still like...
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negative0nex · 2 months
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Well technically day 1 one of cymbalta. Now I’ve never taken antidepressants ever before. Haven’t had any weird side effects so far. But it is day one as treatment for my fibromyalgia. As it’s been pretty bad these days. One noticeable difference is that it’s quiet in my head for the first time in ages. Like it’s weird to be calm minded. I’m so use to just hearing noise. I’m not schizophrenic but just thoughts going on, music, my inner monologue is quieter, just noise I feel like a part of me is gone or quiet. Like I’ve always been like this since I was teenager. I’m not sure what to think of it. Anywho I should get some rest and try to catalog my thoughts as the days progress for myself and whoever kinda cares to read these
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livbritt · 4 months
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Sooo last year I was taking Zoloft and from April to November I went from 135 to almost 160 :( I told my psychiatrist it was really bumming me out, and I asked for something different, because I was still working out, counting my calories, but was still gaining. So for the last 3 weeks I have been on lexapro which I like a lot, but everyone keeps telling me they gained weight with that as well. I really don’t want to change meds again, but it’s making me so anxious. I’m not weighing myself this month, so I don’t know if there’s any changes, though I don’t feel like I’m gaining. Anyone have a success story on lexapro? It works so well for me, but I don’t want to gain again 😭
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cryptidafter · 10 months
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took a mental health day today
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jamminvroomvroom · 1 year
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i feel like i’ve been scraped off the roadside and flung ungracefully onto my bed
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October 2021. i lost my grandma. this was hard. it was the first close family death for me.
January 2022. i fell down my stairs and injured my spine.
February 2022. i started pain medicine and physical therapy.
March 2022. the pain was excruciating. medicine and physical therapy weren’t helping. so i had to take a leave from work. i had a spinal injection, which also didn’t help.
May 2022. i had spinal surgery.
June 2022. i had my one month follow up with my surgeon, and lost my job and insurance. my anxiety grew.
July 2022. i got engaged. i applied for state insurance so i could follow up with a surgeon again and start post surgery physical therapy.
September 2022. i finally got state insurance, saw a new primary care physician, and was prescribed zoloft for my increased anxiety and depression due to the events that had unfolded.
October 2022. i started physical therapy. we celebrated my grandmas one year. then our family dog passed away from cancer.
November 2022. i decided to stop zoloft because i didn’t like the way it made me feel. it’s been 9 days since stopping and it’s unlike anything i could have ever imagined. the withdrawal symptoms are really bad for me. i’m having panic attacks. i’m breaking down at random times. my insecurities are chipping away at my confidence. i feel like i’m fighting a never ending battle with my demons. but i know i can get through this. i have to. i refuse to let this tear me down. this has to get better.
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universallongings · 2 years
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Today we are playing a game called “What’s Making Me Nauseous?!” The contestants are: the iron supplements I just started because my doctor thinks I’m anemic (when actually I just got bloodwork done right after my period and my levels were BARELY below normal so hoping I can stop those soon), either one of the two antidepressants I started a few weeks ago, my allergies/sinus problems, OR the fact that I’m still getting like 4 hours of sleep a night even with meds to help me sleep. 
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vizthedatum · 28 days
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2nd day back on lithium (which I'm taking as needed), and it's kind of helping - feeling less foggy and more alert? But maybe I also needed to feel and let out a lot of grief this week (and the previous weeks).
After all, actually having and feeling your emotions IS emotional regulation. Back-to-back therapy and psychiatry on Wednesday wore me out majorly, and I can't discount that.
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suck-mein-pokeballs · 4 months
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This week my entire paycheck went to meds and therapy
Being disabled is the best
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randomguy981 · 1 year
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So I started taking antidepressants last Thursday, it was my first day, in an attempt to try them again and see if things can change with me mentally. At first I didn't feel much different in the first two days. By day three things started to feel almost numb. As if I wasn't really feeling anything. But I did get a little irritated and frustrated towards the night, around 8 or 9.
By the fourth day I was still feeling rather bland but around 5 or 6 in the afternoon I got hit with a twange of tightness in my stomach. As if I was having a panic attack combined with an anxiety attack. It was a weird feeling. I wanted to scream. To cry. To run away. To fall to the ground and just scream at the top of my lungs to have that feeling go away. All I could do was hold on to the closest table I could find and breath through the feeling until it went away. I felt this feeling again the next day around the same time but it wasn't as intense as the day before, so it was easier to ride through.
Today being the 6th day since I started, I feel bland as always. But I also feel this little nagging feeling like things are off. I'm having a bit of trouble breathing it seems. Like something heavy is on my chest. It's making me feel like something is wrong. This could be because I'm thinking of other things and I want to feel something else other than this numb bland feeling I am experiencing.
This is all going on while I'm missing someone. Wishing to talk to them, or rather that they would reach out to me instead of me reaching out to them. But it doesn't seem to be happening and I don't want to be the one to give in. I keep reminding myself that they have a life, they just got a promotion and they have other things going on. They don't have to tell me everything that's going on if they don't want to. After all we are just friends. But it doesn't change how I'm feeling towards them. I do miss them. I want to see them. Hug them. Be around them. But I just can't. And it sucks.
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ignitelimelight · 7 months
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Mmm sad
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wh0rganic · 7 months
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I need some sort of mantra reminder app that will just send me regular push notifications saying “progress never linear, DBT is going to fix me, just trust the process” because goddamn even though this program just takes a year, it feels so goddamn slow.
Ultimately I do think that DBT is going to be the most effective in the long-term out of all the therapy modalities I’ve tried. I did CBT for years and got absolutely nothing out of it. I figured out coping skills that never mattered because I was always too distressed to use them. Really, I think the root of this feeling is my overall learned mentality that therapy doesn’t really work for me. But I’ve already learned so many DBT skills that I’m actively practicing on a regular basis. I really feel like that’s something that I’m going to carry over once I graduate from therapy.
Also, yes, I’m going to get to graduate from therapy someday. It doesn’t feel possible, but I will get there.
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minutebyminute47 · 9 months
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To start, here are some pics of my adorable, loving,and oh so sassy cats, Bailey (Black) and Callie (Calico).
#catmom
So let me take a minute to introduce myself. My name is Hanna, and I am 27 years old. In February of this year (2023), I began a journey that I never expected to be so hard. My mental health has been rough for as long as I can remember. I was an anxious child and a depressed teen. I decided it was time to take action and that's when it all began.
#mentalhealthjourney
The main reason I sought out help was because I was struggling to go to work. My depression took hold of my life and I could not fight back anymore. I was at a place where I had nothing left to give. To wake up each morning and fight the urge to stay in bed became impossible. So I stopped. I didn't fight. I layed in bed and waited... Waited until I was ready to go back to work. Finally by Thursday (my 4th day of calling off this work week), I had the last breakdown before getting help. I called my doctor, crying uncontrollably asking for help. They put a nurse aid on the phone and she immediately gets me an appointment. That was the day that I began my journey with medication and the search for a therapist.
#journeywithmedication
The medication I was prescribed caused a mild skin reaction so I had to stop taking it pretty fast. This led to another doctor appointment and another new medication. Antidepressant #2 at the lowest dose begins.
The journey of regulating medication is to say the least, exhausting. I am still in the process and I am struggling. #antidepressant
Shortly after starting my medication, I found my therapist. We connected from the first session and she has become a lifeline to me. The process can be grueling and exhausting, but having someone go through a journey that causes a lot of pain and hurt makes it slightly more tolerable.
#therapy
The goal of this blog is for me to track my progress and connect with people on the journey of life. Welcome to my journey. 🐾🌻
-Hanna-
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I used to always have a Google doc open on my phone in the off chance that I might have 5 minutes to jot down whatever wild idea I came up with in between the rest of life, but somewhere between getting antidepressants and now that inspiration disappeared and I don't know how to get it back
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