Wow! Been a while. Time sure flies doesn't it!
Well let's catch up. Finally went and found myself a doctor. What does that mean you ask? Well I got meds to help me with my issues. Now I know what you're thinking; "Good for you! Glad to hear you're getting help!"
If only that were the case. I was on the meds for about 5 months. Same perscription that I had before, so I knew it would work for me. Problem with getting older however is that you tend (most people at least) to get wiser. With that being said, I noticed a few side effects that I didn't realize were side effects the last time around. With this new knowledge I decided to stop taking them, to make sure that it was indeed a side effect and not a fluke. Turns out I'm right. So now here I am, off my meds for about.....3 weeks (maybe 4, times goes by so fast nowdays). I have to admit, it might not have been the best idea to stop taking them. Between work being crazy busy and my going off my meds, I am officially a wreck. Angry, irritable, and of course depressed. Thoughts of wanting to end it are running rampant. I'm doing my best to fight them off, however it is taking it's toll on me, I must admit. I wish I could just curl up into a ball and disappear. Or maybe I just need a break. A break from parenting, a break from marriage, a break from family and friends, a break from work. Fat chance. I'm sure that this isn't any big news for other parents out there. I don't think I'm special in that aspect at all we all need a break sometimes....right?
An unobstructed, unbiased look into my thoughts, feelings and outlook on life.