I never really paid attention during when for instance Tom Cruise blasted Brooke Shields for using anti-depressants and whatnot, so this is kinda new for me.
Around a year or so ago, I was finally diagnosed with moderate anxiety and was put on medication and I go in every few months to see if my dosage needs to be increased or if I need to try something else.
I was on Citalopram (sorry, not sure what name brand that is) for quite a while, we had to up the dosage a couple of times, but earlier this spring when shit just really got out of control with my last relationship ending and the endless spiraling ball of shit that went with that, along with a beloved aunt dying and then several freaking people being diagnosed with cancer, one right after another after another, along with my brother's ex gf having her baby and we're still in the process of determining the paternity and whatnot, along with the fact that I was trying and trying with NO AVAIL to get back onto my old shift so I could go back to my old friends and old life.............well, I bombed that checkup, so my doctor put me on Setraline (sp?), which is the generic of Zoloft. I'm starting at 50 mg, in a month or so we'll see if I need to get it increased.
I'm not sure if any of you here or on CS have noticed or not...I'm a fucking hell of a lot more mellow than I used to be, and I don't get as upset or riled up as I used to. I feel that medication saved me. I mean, a year ago, I was about ready to kill some people. I was at risk of going to HR or losing my job over how I was reacting to certain people's behaviors at work. Moving back in with my parents was driving me absolutely up the wall. I'm still not the happiest in the world, but what they do doesn't drive me as crazy anymore.
In fact, not a lot drives me too crazy anymore. Pretty much the only things that were able to beat through the medicine and still get to me were my waste of flesh ex mistake, and the inability to get my old shift back. But, time has been healing that first wound pretty well, and my endless battle to get my way finally paid off, and I got my old position back.
Anyway, geez listen to me babble.
Point being....a couple of people have tried to preach at me that it's a waste of money and time to be seeing my doctor for these meds and that I'm just pumping the pig of the pharmacutical companies, that it's all in my head and it's nothing that can't be cured naturally, blah blah blah......my mom accusing my doctor of pushing pills to make me a zombie (which, NO I have not become at all....I'm still plenty active as I was before) and then keep adding more and more meds, which no, hasn't happened yet.
All in all, these meds have really helped me. I wish people would see the good they've done for me.
Around a year or so ago, I was finally diagnosed with moderate anxiety and was put on medication and I go in every few months to see if my dosage needs to be increased or if I need to try something else.
I was on Citalopram (sorry, not sure what name brand that is) for quite a while, we had to up the dosage a couple of times, but earlier this spring when shit just really got out of control with my last relationship ending and the endless spiraling ball of shit that went with that, along with a beloved aunt dying and then several freaking people being diagnosed with cancer, one right after another after another, along with my brother's ex gf having her baby and we're still in the process of determining the paternity and whatnot, along with the fact that I was trying and trying with NO AVAIL to get back onto my old shift so I could go back to my old friends and old life.............well, I bombed that checkup, so my doctor put me on Setraline (sp?), which is the generic of Zoloft. I'm starting at 50 mg, in a month or so we'll see if I need to get it increased.
I'm not sure if any of you here or on CS have noticed or not...I'm a fucking hell of a lot more mellow than I used to be, and I don't get as upset or riled up as I used to. I feel that medication saved me. I mean, a year ago, I was about ready to kill some people. I was at risk of going to HR or losing my job over how I was reacting to certain people's behaviors at work. Moving back in with my parents was driving me absolutely up the wall. I'm still not the happiest in the world, but what they do doesn't drive me as crazy anymore.
In fact, not a lot drives me too crazy anymore. Pretty much the only things that were able to beat through the medicine and still get to me were my waste of flesh ex mistake, and the inability to get my old shift back. But, time has been healing that first wound pretty well, and my endless battle to get my way finally paid off, and I got my old position back.
Anyway, geez listen to me babble.
Point being....a couple of people have tried to preach at me that it's a waste of money and time to be seeing my doctor for these meds and that I'm just pumping the pig of the pharmacutical companies, that it's all in my head and it's nothing that can't be cured naturally, blah blah blah......my mom accusing my doctor of pushing pills to make me a zombie (which, NO I have not become at all....I'm still plenty active as I was before) and then keep adding more and more meds, which no, hasn't happened yet.
All in all, these meds have really helped me. I wish people would see the good they've done for me.
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