Pause those efforts to build healthy routines. Stop processing old trauma. Don’t worry about emotional healing. It’s withdrawal time.
Over the past six weeks, I’ve been working with a new psych nurse to clean up my overly medicated brain.
This is a story about what you get when you put together body work, psychopharmacology, lots of trauma therapy, and one very tired woman.
In recent weeks, I’ve spent more time in bed than I typically spend in three months. It’s just been a fairly steady slide into listlessness. I go to therapy but don’t make any progress because I don’t have the energy to do much of anything. I’ve never experienced this before. I’ve been depressed, yes, but…
I’ve heard for a long time that it can be difficult to come off the anti-depressant Effexor. I’ve only just started to reduce the dose I’m on, and my brain does funny things in the morning.
I have my intake appointment with a psychiatric nurse practitioner. She seems knowledgeable, but the jury’s still out.
I gave up on the lithium supplement, since I’ve just gone from bad to extremely bad. I quit last night, and today was already a bit better.