Posted 12/9/2014 5:47 AM (GMT 0)
Hello,
I am a brand shinny newbie to the page, first post here! Not new to depression however. I have suffered for years, the first time I noticed it was when I was 15. So just about 14 years of battling.
My parents never went to the doctor, they never took my moods seriously so I never got treatment for my depression. I have felt like something is wrong with me for years. I was finally diagnosed with post-partum depression 7 years ago. Took celexa for about 2 years and weaned off it. I knew I was prone but I never got on anything, I just self medicated and started "shoving" my emotions instead of dealing with them.
I consumed myself in my college course work and when something difficult arouse I wouldn't deal with it emotionally. Did I get emotional? Heck yeah! Did I heal from it? No, of course not. In the past 5 ears I have been hurt and brutally backstabbed by a handful of people I considered to be very close to me. They hurt me in a way I didn't know possible. But instead of truly getting over it I focused on my college homework and pushed on, my anxiety came out in having to have good grades. My GPA was anywhere from a 3.75-4.0 so it gave me an outlet for my anxiety. I felt accomplished, I was doing good. Better then good, I was an excellent student.
So when I graduated and passed my radiography board exam this May I thought it would be the happiest time of my life. I found myself utterly lost and surrounded by pain. I was barely existing. I didn't have my outlet, I didn't have a purpose. Instead I had all these loose emotions I never dealt with.
I kept thinking, if I can just get a hobby I will be ok. But nothing satisfied me (I am still looking for a hobby by the way). I kept thinking if X, Y and Z happen then everything will be ok, but when X, Y and Z happened nothing changed.
Finally I got on Lexapro. It took 2 months to tolerate 10 MG, I did fairly well for a couple months but now I am increasing to 20MG. I am caring less about feeling awful. My problems aren't solved, heck I don't even know how to really solve them but to just keep going through this self actualization. I am in therapy, I am learning more about myself but this is still so painful.
Anyway, the good news is Lexapro makes me able to just get through the day. I am doing more productive things, no lying in my bed in the dark and marathoning Netflix all day anymore. I am able to do some tings I couldn't do before, stick with plans instead of having to know if I would have enough energy before committing to anything. I still struggle with that but I don't have the anxiety like I used to.
The bad news is, my trust in people is greatly hindered. Nothing surprises me anymore and I don't hold people close to me like I used to. I figure everyone lets me down sooner or later. I used to be very out going, always wanting to meet new people, do things, live life. Now I pride myself on going weeks without talking to people. I want to be alone, I don't want to meet anyone and I'm through giving chances. The more I give the more I get hurt. I know, that sounds sad and I bet some of you are going to say I could be missing out on a good thing if I never try, or don't give people chances. Sorry to burst the bubble, but right now I just don't care. And that is ok, because why ever I am going through this I am meant to. I will hopefully come out of it stronger. That's what I keep hoping anyway. Maybe someday I will bounce back and find that trust again.
The other hard thing is when I do get seriously depressed I think about death. I don't have it in me to end my life but I told my therapist if I died in my sleep I really wouldn't care. Whoa! Heavy...Hence I am going to go up to 20 MG, over the past few days I got from 10-15, tonight it's up to 17.5 and Fri I plan to be at 20 MG. Not feeling like dying today, so that's good! And yes, I know to call the ER if I'm having suicidal thoughts. I'm doing all the steps to recovery.
Looking forward to hearing your thoughts, sorry if I was depressing in this post. This is my life these days. I'm not always this way, I have a hard time actually talking about my feelings. I find it easier to make a joke when I am talking to people to lighten the mood. I usually a light hearted and fun, I love animals and my 7 year old daughter. I have a lot of creative things I like to do. I just feel like someone drained the color out of my life, looking to get that back!