For those of you who have been around here for awhile, you’ve walked through some interesting times with me – the last of which was post-adoption depression that I wrote about here and here.
(If you’ve been around a REALLY long time you got to hear about my first episode of depression.)
Well, mostly because of my laziness in scheduling doctor’s appointments, I went off my anti-depressants about 3 months ago.
It’s this incredibly weird game I play called “Do I still need the pills? Maybe I’ll be fine without them.”
The problem is that the game sometimes takes a REALLY long time to play.
Because the signs are subtle, especially at first. Really it might seem like a really long case of PMS.
I’m irritable, I snap at the kids, I’m moody. Nothing sounds good to eat. And I lose all motivation to do ANYTHING.
But then it starts to effect my concentration and my creativity which in turn effects my job.
Then I get the whole “I don’t feel like me” thing going on.
And yet I still waffle back and forth. Is it bad enough to go back on the meds (and no, I don’t know what “bad enough” is – my definition might be entirely different than my husbands 🙂
I’m fortunate that I don’t have any side effects from the Wellbutrin but still, no one wants to put medicine in their body if it’s not needed.
But alas, it is needed and so I gave up the game.
And am back on what I lovingly refer to as “my happy pills”.
Sanity restored.
Julie, I haven’t checked out your blog for awhile, but I just joined “I am a Warrior Girl” and your name came up again. My son and I met you and your husband at the AWOP training. We are in the process of bringing home an 11 year old from Ethiopia. Any specific advice on bringing home an older child?? Like, the airplane ride, language acqusition, education “catch-up”? Thanks for any advice you have.
Diane
My warrior sister! I am so very proud of you!