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O/T, sort of... Went to see a psychiatrist about our issues and wanted some advice from you guys

red flags's picture

I went to see a psychiatrist because I feel so overwhelmed by the issues w SD 11, and my fiancée, and just generally the stress of the last two years. He prescribed me Cymbalta and Ativan. I've never taken any medications like this, but I feel like I'd be willing to try anything at this point to alleviate the stress.

Do any of you have any experience with either of these drugs? Good, bad or indifferent? Any and all imput is welcome! Thanks in advance.

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silentnites's picture

Are you feeling overwhelmed, or depressed? If you are clinically depressed either by genetics or circumstance, then you can give them a try. If you do not feel that your case is true depression, I would forego the meds...but, your decision, you know better.

My sister in law is on Cymbalta for depression, it has helped her quite a bit. Ativan can be tricky if given in too large of a dosage. If you are suffering from a lack of sleep, the Ativan could help you.

Good luck, prayers for you.

overworkedmom's picture

Dang... forget the gym today! I can ditch the stress and the 10lbs I want to loose with one pill?? I am calling my doc! Lol

red flags's picture

I don't think I am "depressed" in the clinical/genetic sense, but definitely in the situational sense. The last 2 years have been some of the hardest of my life. And I often feel (despite knowing better) that something has to be wrong with me that things aren't working. I've read "Stepmonster" like 4 times now, and refer back frequently. I just can't shake the sadness that comes with things never being easy. And the anxiety I have about how tumultuous our relationship has been is palpable. I've been in therapy for ever, but never thought I'd turn to meds to fix things, and I'm a little apprehensive about taking the plunge. But at this point, I'd do almost anything to feel "normal" for a while. Sigh

red flags's picture

Thank you all for your kind words and advice. I did make some drastic changes when I thought I was on the brink of losing it. I moved out, back to the home I owned before him but rented out once our relationship got serious. I cancelled my wedding date, but didn't end the engagement. Just told myself I needed a year of living alone to work through whether I could sign up for this life or not. Those decisions have helped immensely, but haven't alleviated the feeling of failure that I just couldn't make things work no matter how hard I tried. I still feel sad a lot, stressed a lot, and confused a lot. Going to do some research & soul searching before I decide what to do. As always, thank you all so much. Every time I've ever posted on here, I've been blessed by the kindness and willingness to share life's triumphs and junk punches with you guys. Finding this site might be the best drug I've found yet!

lil_lady's picture

I too am having these problems the ativan might be a bit much but to be honest I would try the anti depressant. I have thought many a time of seeking help from a dr. To be honest good on you for taking care of yourself.

red flags's picture

I've decided to give it a month - 6 weeks. Long enough to see if its effective, if the side effects are severe, but short enough to walk away before any dependence kicks in. I've also decided that FDH and I need to seek couples counseling during this time. Maybe some professional help TOGETHER might alleviate the need to medicate myself alone. Wish me luck! I've also been back at the gym, working out like a fiend, trying to get my body back to where it was when we started dating. I put on 20-25 lbs in the 3 years we've been together. Partly bc of eating on the picky princess SD diet, part emotional eating, and part bc his house was always filled with junk food. I keep none around my place, so there's no temptation. I realize my weight gain has contributed to my depression as well. When FDH and I got together I weighed a svelt 110 pounds, wore a size zero, and felt confident about myself. The percentage of my wardrobe I can no longer fit in brings tears to my eyes. I have also realized that part of the weight gain came from drinking too much. And I drank too much to cope with our issues. It's a reason, not an excuse, but I just feel like I need this year to work on me. I hope that by the time next summer rolls around, FDH and I will be in a different place. But if we're not, I can at least say that I tried everything to take care of me. Thanks again everyone. Hugs!