J_trustno1
Diamond Member
Before go into depth of this question, I would like to state that his question is not being asked to mock or humiliate those who have taken drugs in the past to overcome their fears or past!
Here I begin!
Background:
I mean the only difference is that they are prescribed while drugs are not? Illicit drugs are self-medicating! I am not writing for or against these drugs or prescribed medicine but I wanted to know views of other people. This question has been running in my head for past few days, weeks and years because I went on this whole antidepressant prescribed business when I was 16.
The first antidepressant I was introduced was Proxetine (20 mg). It worked wonders for me for 11 years of being on and off it. I never took counseling or any of that because I was told "sharing family secrets is NOT right !!!". Therefore everything was hidden inside.
My PTSD kicked in 2013 but I wasn't given any medication until early 2014 when my current Doctor felt I needed some help! Thankfully!!! Miracle of antidepressants!!! Yay! However, 20 mg of Proxetine wasn't enough! My doctor increased the dose to 40 mg but that did F**kall!
Then in June 2014, I started this new wonder antidepressant called "Venlafaxine", it was started off with 37.5mg and was slowly built up to 75mg. I stayed on 75 mg for 1 month then the doctor tried increasing the dose to 150 mg, thinking it'll HELP me even more! Guess what??? I started having suicidal ideation!!! So I went back to 75 mg again and life was better again. The doctor decided to send me in for psychotherapy. The psychotherapist also connected me with the psychiatrist.
The psychiatrist did realise that increased dose of venlafaxine was not good for me but he gave me seroquel which he told me to take only at 7.5 mg (half a tablet of 15mg). That didn't help instead made me groggy, gave me headaches and nausea the next day. I only took it for 3-4 days in total in two weeks but gave up. Then the psychiatrist tried another wonder drug called Mirtazapine! Woohooo!!! a NEW name and it must be great!!! I started off at half a pill of it, it made me put on 3.5 kg within 6 days! YUP!!! 3.5 kg!!!!! I had to tell the doctor that it was making me crave for sugar and carbs and causing weight gain so he reduced the dose to even 1/4 of the pill on 6th day of it. It made me very happy for the first 7-10 but soon I started having nightmares, I was seeing violent terrorist suicidal bombs, conspiracy theories of scientists/doctors trying to mass eliminate population with infecting people with cancer cells! Yup! I was seeing all that in nightmares and on 18th day, I stopped it. I was seeing this stuff in front of my open eyes, and I was fearing those things happening to me!!!
Next, I back to venlafaxine own it's own and no more additional pills!! Thank GOD!
My anxiety was up again in March 2015, so my doctor told me to increase venlafaxine to 2 pills a day (i.e. 150 mg in total). I tried it again, my suicidal ideation began again. So back to 1 pill a day again. My anxiety started again in mid-Sept 2015 due to loss of job and fear of future, that I lost my sleep. My doctor was telling me to increase the dose to 150 mg but I decided to take 112.5 (1.5 pills) a day. This only helped me with sleep but caused me to be tired and sleepy despite getting 10-12 hrs of sleep per day! I decided to go back to 75 mg again this time without asking the doctor because I can't deal with increased dose!
I am finally in counseling and it's been a year. I have come out of few of my fears but still have a lot to deal with. I am still negative towards myself and still working on being my friend than my enemy!
Questions:
Here are the questions that arise in my mind after 12 years of antidepressant exposure!
1. I feel I am addicted to those pills since they are just stuck with me since I was 16 till now but on and off! How am I different to any drugiee out there?
2. I wonder if I will ever get rid of these pills?
3. I wonder if I am actually normal?? I mean normal people don't rely on these pills they just deal with life!
4. What is actually normal in this world?? We see those exaggerated news! See those poor refugee kids coming from countries where people are blowing each other off with bombs! Seeing human trafficking, seeing animal cruelty, seeing pedophiles living in peace while kids of abuse suffering every second of their life because of unhealed wounds, child abuse, child labor! So what f*ckING is normal in this world?? Who is normal??? I don't think I am normal, I see myself as a drug addict the only difference here is I'm getting prescribed ones!
I would love to hear your responses, thanks for reading this long post.
Here I begin!
Background:
I mean the only difference is that they are prescribed while drugs are not? Illicit drugs are self-medicating! I am not writing for or against these drugs or prescribed medicine but I wanted to know views of other people. This question has been running in my head for past few days, weeks and years because I went on this whole antidepressant prescribed business when I was 16.
The first antidepressant I was introduced was Proxetine (20 mg). It worked wonders for me for 11 years of being on and off it. I never took counseling or any of that because I was told "sharing family secrets is NOT right !!!". Therefore everything was hidden inside.
My PTSD kicked in 2013 but I wasn't given any medication until early 2014 when my current Doctor felt I needed some help! Thankfully!!! Miracle of antidepressants!!! Yay! However, 20 mg of Proxetine wasn't enough! My doctor increased the dose to 40 mg but that did F**kall!
Then in June 2014, I started this new wonder antidepressant called "Venlafaxine", it was started off with 37.5mg and was slowly built up to 75mg. I stayed on 75 mg for 1 month then the doctor tried increasing the dose to 150 mg, thinking it'll HELP me even more! Guess what??? I started having suicidal ideation!!! So I went back to 75 mg again and life was better again. The doctor decided to send me in for psychotherapy. The psychotherapist also connected me with the psychiatrist.
The psychiatrist did realise that increased dose of venlafaxine was not good for me but he gave me seroquel which he told me to take only at 7.5 mg (half a tablet of 15mg). That didn't help instead made me groggy, gave me headaches and nausea the next day. I only took it for 3-4 days in total in two weeks but gave up. Then the psychiatrist tried another wonder drug called Mirtazapine! Woohooo!!! a NEW name and it must be great!!! I started off at half a pill of it, it made me put on 3.5 kg within 6 days! YUP!!! 3.5 kg!!!!! I had to tell the doctor that it was making me crave for sugar and carbs and causing weight gain so he reduced the dose to even 1/4 of the pill on 6th day of it. It made me very happy for the first 7-10 but soon I started having nightmares, I was seeing violent terrorist suicidal bombs, conspiracy theories of scientists/doctors trying to mass eliminate population with infecting people with cancer cells! Yup! I was seeing all that in nightmares and on 18th day, I stopped it. I was seeing this stuff in front of my open eyes, and I was fearing those things happening to me!!!
Next, I back to venlafaxine own it's own and no more additional pills!! Thank GOD!
My anxiety was up again in March 2015, so my doctor told me to increase venlafaxine to 2 pills a day (i.e. 150 mg in total). I tried it again, my suicidal ideation began again. So back to 1 pill a day again. My anxiety started again in mid-Sept 2015 due to loss of job and fear of future, that I lost my sleep. My doctor was telling me to increase the dose to 150 mg but I decided to take 112.5 (1.5 pills) a day. This only helped me with sleep but caused me to be tired and sleepy despite getting 10-12 hrs of sleep per day! I decided to go back to 75 mg again this time without asking the doctor because I can't deal with increased dose!
I am finally in counseling and it's been a year. I have come out of few of my fears but still have a lot to deal with. I am still negative towards myself and still working on being my friend than my enemy!
Questions:
Here are the questions that arise in my mind after 12 years of antidepressant exposure!
1. I feel I am addicted to those pills since they are just stuck with me since I was 16 till now but on and off! How am I different to any drugiee out there?
2. I wonder if I will ever get rid of these pills?
3. I wonder if I am actually normal?? I mean normal people don't rely on these pills they just deal with life!
4. What is actually normal in this world?? We see those exaggerated news! See those poor refugee kids coming from countries where people are blowing each other off with bombs! Seeing human trafficking, seeing animal cruelty, seeing pedophiles living in peace while kids of abuse suffering every second of their life because of unhealed wounds, child abuse, child labor! So what f*ckING is normal in this world?? Who is normal??? I don't think I am normal, I see myself as a drug addict the only difference here is I'm getting prescribed ones!
I would love to hear your responses, thanks for reading this long post.