Baby Jane posted
>>SweetPea thank you for this. This comment of yours is what my very kind GP was trying to explain to me recently when I got myself into a pickle thinking I had been on my AD long enough and tried coming off it, ending up in her consulting room in a mess. Your comment reinforces that it is a defficiency and not a weakness<<
You are welcome Baby Jane. For a long time I really struggled with the fact that I had to take an AD. I knew it was helping me, but I didn't like taking a pill everyday to make me feel normal. For some reason, I saw Prozac as my enemy instead of my friend. I think it is the perfectionist in me...couldn't stand that I wasn't 'good' enough to just live life normally like everyone else around me. Needed to prove I could manage without it. So I stopped and started for years, which was stupid as you get these awful brain zaps and dizzy spells and when the Madness comes back it seems to be even worse than before. Then when my poor sister was diagnosed bipolar and sadly took her own life in 2014, I finally realised that mental illness is a disease. A disease that can kill. I'm ill, and I need to take medication. I may get better but I need to take my medication. It's physiological...organic, it's not our imagination or something we can control. We didn't 'think ourselves' into clinical depression, and we can't 'think ourselves' out of it. We wouldn't say to someone with cancer, you're weak, or pull yourself together, or snap out of it. I get so angry when people say depression is a weakness. Like peroxide says...it takes STRENGTH to get up in the morning, run a home and a family, do a job and live a life like we do...all the while feeling like we do inside. My sister was the strongest person I knew, she lasted about twelve years on the edge. Finally, sadly, it got her. It ain't getting us.