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For anyone who is unfamiliar with true depression (not a 'in the dumps' feeling), here's my bit on it... Imagine that you had the time of your life the day before with your girlfriend and all of both your friends. Everything went awesome, noone argued about anything, everyone just got together and hung out and everything was storybook perfect. The next morning a person would be remembering the day before and smiling about it and ready to tell everyone who didn't show up all about it, but instead you wake up with this uncontrollable felling of doom from nowhere. You start thinking that your GF snuck out of bed while you were passed out to screw your best friend, and that everyone is out to get you. You think that no matter how great the day before was, today can't be better, so it must be going to be worse. Normally a person can just blow this irrationality off, but you can't seem to nudge it... and you KNOW you are being irrational, especially since you hardly slept and you know that your GF was sound asleep the whole time. Even when all the lights turn green on your way to work, you can't be happy about it. You just can't shake the feeling that too many things are going good, something is going to come and screw it up as usual (usually your own self doing, and you know it but can't seem to do anything about it). Alot of people would just call you a pessimist, but you aren't being negative. You aren't TRYING to be negative. Imagine having a great day at work and you get home and for some reason get so bummed out that you cry for about half an hour before you realize you don't even know what you are crying about (yeah, I've done that one several times... I'm a guy, and yes I cry... I am human after all, duh).
That is just one day for you. Now imagine that about every day to every three days... and you can't control it. I've been at family functions where I had to leave because I was so 'bummed out that everyone else is having a good time'. 2 thanksgivings ago I stayed in bed until like 7pm so I didn't have to see anybody (I have a bad antisocial problem as well). I was staying with my GF at her parents house, since we lived in a different town at the time, and was supposed to go to my parents. I ditched a freakin' Thanksgiving because I was depressed! It's really sad... really, but you can't really seem to do anything about it.
For anyone who is afraid of the drugs, do this for yourself: make sure that your VERY BEST friends don't put up with it. Personally, I have less than a handfull of 'friends' (friends=family, and family=friends... always!) that I will deal with when I get depressed. When I get in these modes I will sometimes even blow them off. Luckily they understand the depression and don't take no for an answer. After a best friend drags yer arse out of the house a couple times, you just go with it and it slowly starts to become easier. The biggest thing I've come to understand about depression is that it is something like picking at a scab... you know it's there and you can't ignore it (you are depressed, you know it, but it just permeates your head), and since you can't get it out of your head you keep picking at it until it comes off and you finally bleed all over the place (you try as hard as you can to think happy thoughts, but you just can't get any of the negative thoughts out of your head and you keep dwelling on them until you finally collapse).
Originally posted by melloasjello
I take anti-depressants/SSRI's, but for anxiety, not depression. My anxiety has been pretty bad, but on and off, since the 6th grade. I finally was put on medication this year (10th grade). I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder, so, uh, it blows le ass. *nod.* I always find something to be nervous about, and worst of all, I have anticipatory anxiety, so its very extreme, and it occurs before I go into certain situations (because I'm anticipating an anxiety attack and then I worry so much I induce one..), and the anxious feeling generally kept me from going into these situations to avoid more stress. The medication has helped a lot, especially in comparison to the therapy. :@@
I'm so glad the Prozac is helping. I'm 52 and my panic disorder began at your age. Mine is under control and I've led a very fulfilling life. I want you to know that there is hope. FEAR is terrible and anticipatory anxiety is the pits.!!! As for being afraid of choking...join the club. You'd be amazed how many brilliant, successful, people suffer from gad etc. Hang in there!!!! I'm on 20 mg of prozac now and doing fine. It was pretty iffy before they discovered prozac, but it has worked for me and I'm glad it's helping you. Unless you've experience GAD or Panic Disorder, you can't know how it affects your life.
I just wanted you to know that you are in my thoughts. Hang in there and U2U me if you need anything.
I'm on 60 mgs of liquid Prozac. Yes, liquid!, because I'm afraid of choking on pills!! Hilarious, I know. x_x
I should probably increase my dosage.
Originally posted by bratok
I didn't say that a smile would cure a deep depression, just that it would help with a lack of serotonin - permanent "bad" mood.
About the depression thing, as I said, I believe that it has a cause ( most likely a conflict in subconscious ) and by useing drugs you only temorary remove the symptoms, without removeing the cause.
Originally posted by apw100
started noticing strange withdrawal effects. I started to feel strange nervous impulses, almost like small electrical shocks to the central nervous system.
Originally posted by apw100
I have been taking Paxil for clinical depression for around 8 years now. My personality is such that I resist taking medicine for anything, even a headache. However, my depression is so severe that I understand and accept the fact that I need help through medication. Unfortunately, on Friday I ran out of Paxil, and was unable to get more until today. According to my psychiatrist, the Paxil will stay in one's system for two weeks, and there are no negative withdrawal effects... That is completely untrue. Here is a day by day overview of the last few days in my life.
Friday- Ran out of Paxil.
Saturday- no adverse effects
Sunday- started noticing strange withdrawal effects. I started to feel strange nervous impulses, almost like small electrical shocks to the central nervous system. They felt similar to muscle spasms, but with no muscle spasming. This phenomenon seemed linked to the optical nerve, as it only happened when I move my eyes(when my eyes were closed and unmoving, this feeling was not experienced). Very strange, and most uncomfortable.
Monday- More intense feelings of "spasms". Also, depression becoming more apparent. Slept for 14 hours, from 6pm to 10am the following morning. Some nausia
Tuesday- Intense "spasms". Very severe depression. It was as if a dark "haze" was over everything. Some nausia
Tuesday night- I had my prescription refilled and took my medicine. Withing 3 hours, all symptoms had dissapeared.
If you are thinking about taking an anti-depressent, I would recommend it whole heartedly. However, dont believe everything your doctor tells you. There ARE withdrawal symtoms.