I hated how I felt on the higher dose of depakote. Anyone who saw my post about it last week knows I was pretty zombified and sick from it. We went down just incrementally and I can feel my brain doing the racing flip book thing, and I am having more paranoia.

I don't really have room to go up a tiny bit on depakote, because that would put me back in the land of the living dead.

We raised my Seroquel, but so far, I am not seeing the results we were looking for. There is much more room to go up on Seroquel, but I fear the zombification effect, however, I haven't slept well the last two nights and part of what is keeping me up is an increase in racing flip book type thoughts, nightmares (very random) and my husband's snoring.

I know that ultimately it is a question for my p-doc, but I just want to get opinions from people here.

Would you live with the racing thoughts and paranoia, the possibility of acting on some of those racing thoughts and hope that lots of therapy gets you through, or would you settle for walking the Earth in a stupor looking for your next meal of brains. (sorry, just trying to be funny about the situation. I'll edit if I have offended anyone, just let me know)