Thread: My BED
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Old Mar 27, 2016, 12:50 PM
Anonymous37790
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Hey Sinking: So frustrating for you I am sure. A couple of weeks ago you were in despair and sought help. The help you received seems to have created a new set of problems. Are you able to research on-line this med they prescribed? Perhaps a side-effect is fatigue or worsening depression and you don't want that. Some meds can relieve the symptoms you described when we first chatted but lack a particular chemical which causes the fatigue and depression. Sometimes you have to go into a doctor's office prepared to discuss all available options. I have had battles about SSRI's with docs because I educated my self by reading the pharmacology and experiences of users. Some experiences are good but at my age I am quite familiar with my body.

Although I can advocate for myself quite eloquently I still struggle with the same issue. Day by day I lose interest in things and only look forward to 'sleep' time which requires 10 mg Ambien and a couple of hours later .25 mg of Xanax. Even being aware of what .50 mg Xanax will do to me at mid-day doesn't prevent me from taking it because I know it will slow my head and body down and get a bit of sleep. Without it I sit and stare and the PC screen with the mute on and analyze everything about myself. Always trying to defend a particular decision that in all reality should not have to be defended. Fifty-nine and no future. Hopeless. Therapist last week was glad I was stepping outside my boundaries by developing an on-line pal but, this 6 month long friendship has to end. It's empty now. Is it me? He's ok but he's stagnant. I cannot pretend to be interested anymore, it's gone. Just like seeking work or an activity outside the apartment; I see no purpose.

See what you can learn about the med. I know you have minimal support around you but, you are still a young lady. It breaks my heart when a sensitive caring soul cannot break the chains of emotional slavery. So many folks here are in pain. God, I'm at a loss for words. You take care and hold onto the life ring. Regards M. Poirot