Shelter-in-place is reminding me of my early days as a new parent. Old ways of keeping score and measuring success don’t work anymore. It’s time for a change.
After four years, I’m finally off Prozac. Now, there’s just one antidepressant left on the menu.
Withdrawal from antidepressants can cause sleep disturbances and insomnia. It isn’t fun.
I’m experiencing all the feels. It’s a lot to handle all at once.
Things are moving in the right direction. Still, the energy and effort that goes into transitioning off of psychiatric drugs is enormous and invisible.
Boredom is usually a sign that I’m getting better after being physically unwell. It’s not working like that for me right now. It’s demoralizing.
Antidepressants and body weight have a complex and poorly understood relationship. As I taper off my medication, I’m coming to terms with how my fluctuating weight affects my mental health.
Tapering off of medication means that I’m experiencing emotion in a way I haven’t in a long time. It’s bumpy. I wish there was some kind of thing I could just plug in to smooth it out. Spoiler alert: It isn’t that simple.
Another update on my recovery. My new psychiatrist is supportive of my mental health goals and we are going to take a fresh look at my medication. I’m feeling optimistic.
An update on my recovery from my long-term major depressive episode. Changing doctors, finding a new therapist, and trying to get #jerkbrain to stop telling me over and over again that I’m failing at getting better.