alldiz
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- Oct 15, 2006
Hi,
Interesting comments regarding Europeans perspective, scary to think it is looked down upon worse than here.
Mental illness is no joke.
I am a 46 yr old female. In my observations Women with anxiety/ depression/ ADD tend to shove their feelings down. (In my case literally with food). Men tend to not push there feelings down, however don’t express easily what is actually happening so anger and visible frustration is more evident.
My childhood was no picnic with an abusive alcoholic father who in hindsight was totally ADHD at the very least.
I always knew I was “different” like my brain just must work different only explanation for the hamster wheel cycle of my life.
So at 46 I realize I am clinically depressed and have been for years. I realize this because I thought I was going to die. Took every depression test and perfect score. My body was shutting down. Fight or flight response just from waking up in morning. Lost 10 pds could not eat at all. Throat shut, gas, bloating etc. my dad died from colon cancer and had throat cancer at 48 so I figure I’m a goner and make appt at colonoscopy DR.
In the meanwhile I can barely hold it together at work anymore. Crying between patients.... on patients who I have a long relationships with. My co worker who knows I take Xanax sometimes to sleep tells me to take one. I’m like no not during day blah blah. She insists and says take round the clock over weekend. So that wknd I took half in morning and while at night and by Monday I could eat again.
So I find some great forums online about depression just like these wonderful boards. I feel optimistic for the 1st time. I go to the DR and he gives me Prozac 20mg.
Ok just to back up for a second.... I was avoiding antidepressant for a while because I read that they can cause weight gain and increase sweating. Well my hamster wheel is gaining and losing 100 pds.... (on my 3rd go around) and I sweat like a farm animal sitting down. So yes I was terrified of it. But I tried....
And OMG can you say Magic Kingdom. That is how I describe it. For the 1st time in my life I felt fully happy. I LOVED myself..... that has NEVER happened!!!! I STOPPED SWEATING!!!! I repeat..... I have worked with a fan blowing on me since I gave birth..... GONE.... mind blowing.
So now months goes by I had some random anxiety side effects. At this point my therapist tells me she thinks I am ADD and she thinks I should try adderall. I am like hell no.
Mind you I am no angel.... for some reason I can smoke pot no worries.... drink a bottle of wine... stiff drinks....I will have more than you always.... (self medicate u say) BUT pills... he’ll no I will not mess with that stuff.
Ok long story she convinced me and god bless my DR for giving me them.
Can you say life changing. I take adderall and I can focus sit still and take a nap. In fact 3 wks into adderall I had to get a breast biopsy. Lay on table.... have boob hanging thru table like a cow... compress boob with mammogram and then we biopsy...AND oh yea... you can’t move for an hour
Now I’m like ***.....how do I Medicare.... Xanax.... pot..... NO I realize the adderall calms me like nothing ever has and that is what I took.
Long story short. The meds have saved my life and anyone who thinks people just need a little more motivation.... karma will find you....
Peace
Kerri
Edit.... oh yea how could I forgot most important part. The Prozac has helped my OCD immensely. My obsession was FOOD is COMPLETELY gone!!! I have lost 65 pds just because of this!!!!
Interesting comments regarding Europeans perspective, scary to think it is looked down upon worse than here.
Mental illness is no joke.
I am a 46 yr old female. In my observations Women with anxiety/ depression/ ADD tend to shove their feelings down. (In my case literally with food). Men tend to not push there feelings down, however don’t express easily what is actually happening so anger and visible frustration is more evident.
My childhood was no picnic with an abusive alcoholic father who in hindsight was totally ADHD at the very least.
I always knew I was “different” like my brain just must work different only explanation for the hamster wheel cycle of my life.
So at 46 I realize I am clinically depressed and have been for years. I realize this because I thought I was going to die. Took every depression test and perfect score. My body was shutting down. Fight or flight response just from waking up in morning. Lost 10 pds could not eat at all. Throat shut, gas, bloating etc. my dad died from colon cancer and had throat cancer at 48 so I figure I’m a goner and make appt at colonoscopy DR.
In the meanwhile I can barely hold it together at work anymore. Crying between patients.... on patients who I have a long relationships with. My co worker who knows I take Xanax sometimes to sleep tells me to take one. I’m like no not during day blah blah. She insists and says take round the clock over weekend. So that wknd I took half in morning and while at night and by Monday I could eat again.
So I find some great forums online about depression just like these wonderful boards. I feel optimistic for the 1st time. I go to the DR and he gives me Prozac 20mg.
Ok just to back up for a second.... I was avoiding antidepressant for a while because I read that they can cause weight gain and increase sweating. Well my hamster wheel is gaining and losing 100 pds.... (on my 3rd go around) and I sweat like a farm animal sitting down. So yes I was terrified of it. But I tried....
And OMG can you say Magic Kingdom. That is how I describe it. For the 1st time in my life I felt fully happy. I LOVED myself..... that has NEVER happened!!!! I STOPPED SWEATING!!!! I repeat..... I have worked with a fan blowing on me since I gave birth..... GONE.... mind blowing.
So now months goes by I had some random anxiety side effects. At this point my therapist tells me she thinks I am ADD and she thinks I should try adderall. I am like hell no.
Mind you I am no angel.... for some reason I can smoke pot no worries.... drink a bottle of wine... stiff drinks....I will have more than you always.... (self medicate u say) BUT pills... he’ll no I will not mess with that stuff.
Ok long story she convinced me and god bless my DR for giving me them.
Can you say life changing. I take adderall and I can focus sit still and take a nap. In fact 3 wks into adderall I had to get a breast biopsy. Lay on table.... have boob hanging thru table like a cow... compress boob with mammogram and then we biopsy...AND oh yea... you can’t move for an hour
Now I’m like ***.....how do I Medicare.... Xanax.... pot..... NO I realize the adderall calms me like nothing ever has and that is what I took.
Long story short. The meds have saved my life and anyone who thinks people just need a little more motivation.... karma will find you....
Peace
Kerri
Edit.... oh yea how could I forgot most important part. The Prozac has helped my OCD immensely. My obsession was FOOD is COMPLETELY gone!!! I have lost 65 pds just because of this!!!!