reply to post by thedarktower
After I had my son, I was struck with a plethora of medical conditions, depression being one of them.
The Doc thought I might have post-natal depression and gave me Citalopram too. Things started off slowly, but I found it made me feel worse, so I was
taken off Citalopram (or Cipralex as was the brand I was using) and put on Fluoxatine (Prozac) and I went to see a counsellor and a psychologist. They
realised then that I had a much deeper and older depression which I'd probably carried since my early teens, and also Bipolar/mania. They put me on
Depakote, but I'd heard about many instances of friends and partners of friends who had taken it who gained a massive amount of weight while taking
it that it put me off.
Now, I don't deny that taking Prozac REALLY helped.
Once I got to a stable enough point where I was able to start getting dressed again every day or go outside (sometimes I didn't leave the house for a
week at a time), I decided it was time to change a few things.
Up to that point, I had been bullied by people who I considered to be neutral or even friends. My ex was causing problems for me and my family,
sending police to my house for things I hadn't done, contacting my friends and threatening me through them, setting up fake profiles on social
network sites and sending messages etc.
And I decided enough was enough.
Rome wasn't built in a day, and I didn't expect changes to be set in stone over night.
But I just stopped letting things get to me. I stopped getting so worked up and worried about things. If someone started #, I would just shrug it off.
If I felt down about the way I looked, I would pick out something I liked about myself, or dress in something which made me feel good. Then after I
started feeling better, I would gradually stop taking my tablets. I would take one every other day, and then when I felt ok with that, I would take
one every two days and so on. People would tell me I should talk to my doctor first, but I know my body best, and I was dealing with it my way.
Doctors always made me anxious and I didn't want to feel like I was having to fight to do this my way.
This took a long while to get used to, but I'm there now. I'm probably a bit too laid back now lol.
I still get bad days where I feel like throwing myself in the ocean when I get over stressed, but these days are so rare now.
Don't feel weak for using medication for depression. Think of it as a tool, to help straighten things out until you can work out a plan to get back