I was on here years ago and found great support and strength while i battled through a gnarly round of depression. And here I am again, hoping for another chance to hang in there while I push through again.
I started the darn prozac this morning. Please don't send me your horror stories about it ... it took me 4 months of staring at the RX bottle before i got low enough this morning to finally open the bottle and take one .. and i already swallowed the first pill this morning. I'm gonna have to look at that as a step toward protecting and saving myself from the pit I am trying to avoid. I hate meds, hate to need them, hate lots of things about them ... but I am trying to focus on getting stronger and healthier. For myself, for my kids, for my family .... I just can't do it by myself. So ... here's to jumping back into the big scary world of meds. Wish me luck.
I'm not here to whine or grumble ... but need an anonymous place to be held accountable. (If that makes any sense at all) I also need the opportunity to say the kind of genuine, supportive things to others that I need to hear myself every once in a while. Funny, isn't it, how it's easier to be kind and gentle to others than it is to ourselves sometimes? By the time I get to the point that I am seeking help, I'm usually too low to function .. and I am beginning to recognize the signs that I am on the road to the pit ... RUNNING down the road. I just can't let myself go there anymore ... not again ... I just can't.
So! Today I took a leap of faith and a step toward healing. It's only 7:00AM, and I want to go back to bed already, but instead, I'm gonna keep looking forward. It's going to get better, right?