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.
Yesterday and today, my whole life is defined by medication changes. It’s all-consuming. I step back and look at myself in surprise, noticing I sleep in 15 minute increments, then wake up I can’t stop trembling or twitching, and it’s much worse in bed, when my muscles are more relaxed I’m cold, no, wait, I’m…
If my depression is not like scarlet fever, then maybe it’s like an auto-immune disorder; the brain attacking itself.
A list of 16 thoughts from a morning with my depression. Why 16? It just sounded like a good number.
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’m still worked up about my difficulties connecting with my therapist, and now I’ve layered meds issues into the mix.