Well... the meds didn't work out

Hey gang, sorry for the lack of recent updates, but I've been a bit occupied lately.
Much to my dismay, on the third doseage of Klonopin I experienced some bad mood swings, not the worst, but definitely not something I can cope with. I might mention that I have a history of depression, and I think this is probably why I felt so, so depressed after the last dose I took, considering Klonopin can cause depression.

Good to know that I'm one of the very few that experience less common side effects, haha. Also glad I wasn't taking the full dose as my doctor said I should. Live and learn, I suppose.
This has also made me flee back into the fear of medication, but also whole heartedly want to give CBT a go. I have gotten a copy of Anxiety, Phobia and Panic by Peurifoy, and after the first lesson I think this book will help a lot.

I've also gotten word that my grandmother is going to send some money, which means I can also attend therapy. Until then, I am trying hard to use the workbook and remain calm. No panic attacks recently, just feel sort of out of it lately. Lots of sleeping and reading, but after the emotionally charged week I went through, I think it's okay to allow myself a little break.

I am still very hopeful and looking towards the future with bright eyes. Also, if anyone has any recommendations for other CBT/anxiety workbooks that you think might be beneficial to someone with specific phobia, hypochondria, and agoraphobia (all play into a severe fear of fainting), please toss them my way.

All my love,
Em

Ah, Moodgym! I had completely forgotten about that, thank you for reminding me! =)

I currently do not suffer from depression, but in high school I did for about three years. It was a really tough time in my life, but one day I just woke up, had enough, and have never been that low again. I go through little times of sadness here and there, but by no means of the imagination would I consider myself to be depressed any more.
I guess that's what gives me so much hope with anxiety, even though it is a completely different beast, in my experience.

Some days, most days, I do not know where I would be if it were not for the generosity and kindness of my grandmother. We don't speak often, but I love her dearly.

Thanks for posting =)
--Em