On Saturday, I almost killed myself--I was crazy drunk and pill-high and I cut myself deeper than I ever have before. Before that night, I had been doing such a good job taking care of myself and my suicidal ideation. But I knew I couldn't just wash my face and jump in bed and wait to deal until morning. I called my best friend and told her I wanted to die, and asked if she'd drive me to the ER. She did, and once there I was promptly 51-50d.
I was just discharged today, and I feel better than I have in months. My previous medications, Zoloft and Prozac, weren't doing enough for my depression, flashbacks, or dissociative episodes. The psych ward psychiatrist removed my Prozac, upped my Zoloft to the max dose, and added a true lifesaver: Prazosin. I'm feeling much better already, and I'm so glad I asked for help when I knew I couldn't keep myself safe. Prazosin is a godsend, I'm already much less symptomatic PTSD-wise. Just wanted to share :)
I was just discharged today, and I feel better than I have in months. My previous medications, Zoloft and Prozac, weren't doing enough for my depression, flashbacks, or dissociative episodes. The psych ward psychiatrist removed my Prozac, upped my Zoloft to the max dose, and added a true lifesaver: Prazosin. I'm feeling much better already, and I'm so glad I asked for help when I knew I couldn't keep myself safe. Prazosin is a godsend, I'm already much less symptomatic PTSD-wise. Just wanted to share :)
