Depression Support Group
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So after years of feeling depressed I went to my GP who prescribed Citalopram. I took this for around 6 months and i didn't feel it was helping me massively. The doctor actually wrote me a sick note for a month which led to me quitting my job which I just wasn't coping with, so I think any improvement in my mood was actually not having to worry about work anymore.
So we decided to switch to prozac. My GP told me to come off citalopram for over a week and then begin the prozac. When I came off the citalopram I decided to leave it for a while (a silly reason maybe, but this was due to the sexual dysfunction I experienced on it, resolving itself). I began to so much more motivated with crafts and baking. I began painting, something I'd never even been interested in but started to really enjoy! I decorated my bedroom. I felt overloaded with motivation, I couldn't decide what project I wanted to start next.
Within the past week literally it was like I woke up a different person, and my bad days have turned into bad weeks again. I have no interest in painting, I don't even know why I enjoyed it in the first place. I don't want to bake, it reminds me of my weight gain from shoving my face with food over the past couple of years to comfort myself. Although I have no "sexual dysfunction" anymore, I have no connection with my boyfriend. I feel like a months worth of not worrying about work has hit me with full force too. I feel pathetic for not being in work.
Well today I was feeling okay. My boyfriends mum who can sometimes be a little controlling and treat us like we're children then burst into his bedroom and said to me "Have you still not been to see your mum yet?!" due to it being mothers day. I had left her a present and card at home for her and to be honest my family only celebrates birthdays so It wasn't a big deal but I felt really attacked by it, probably due to my anxiety. I felt like I was a child which had just been told off and my mood dropped completely. I told my boyfriend the comment hurt me and that I wanted to go home. He said he'd walk me, which made me feel more upset that he wasn't wanting me to stay.. Stupid I know. So it all built up and I ended up walking home crying and feeling like maybe his mum was hinting to go home and I'd been overstaying my welcome for a while and was just too stupid to realize. I always go to his and now I just don't feel welcome. I was also so upset that I was feeling okay and my mood had been ruined and the time spent with my boyfriend. Such a trivial comment seems to have completely pushed me over the edge and really hurt me tonight.
I just needed to vent. Thanks for listening.
So we decided to switch to prozac. My GP told me to come off citalopram for over a week and then begin the prozac. When I came off the citalopram I decided to leave it for a while (a silly reason maybe, but this was due to the sexual dysfunction I experienced on it, resolving itself). I began to so much more motivated with crafts and baking. I began painting, something I'd never even been interested in but started to really enjoy! I decorated my bedroom. I felt overloaded with motivation, I couldn't decide what project I wanted to start next.
Within the past week literally it was like I woke up a different person, and my bad days have turned into bad weeks again. I have no interest in painting, I don't even know why I enjoyed it in the first place. I don't want to bake, it reminds me of my weight gain from shoving my face with food over the past couple of years to comfort myself. Although I have no "sexual dysfunction" anymore, I have no connection with my boyfriend. I feel like a months worth of not worrying about work has hit me with full force too. I feel pathetic for not being in work.
Well today I was feeling okay. My boyfriends mum who can sometimes be a little controlling and treat us like we're children then burst into his bedroom and said to me "Have you still not been to see your mum yet?!" due to it being mothers day. I had left her a present and card at home for her and to be honest my family only celebrates birthdays so It wasn't a big deal but I felt really attacked by it, probably due to my anxiety. I felt like I was a child which had just been told off and my mood dropped completely. I told my boyfriend the comment hurt me and that I wanted to go home. He said he'd walk me, which made me feel more upset that he wasn't wanting me to stay.. Stupid I know. So it all built up and I ended up walking home crying and feeling like maybe his mum was hinting to go home and I'd been overstaying my welcome for a while and was just too stupid to realize. I always go to his and now I just don't feel welcome. I was also so upset that I was feeling okay and my mood had been ruined and the time spent with my boyfriend. Such a trivial comment seems to have completely pushed me over the edge and really hurt me tonight.
I just needed to vent. Thanks for listening.
If I could quit work, trust you me, I'd do it in a second. Work is the biggest reason for my depression.
and I would be depressed about it no matter where i worked. The place I'm at now is really a good place to work, but I hate having all my time taken up doing something when I prefer to be doing my own thing.
It must be the season for losing control; I went into a fit of rage this afternoon myself.
It may be true, or maybe not true. Sometimes I can let it go, but I think right now I'm vulnerable because I've lost my pet of 12 years, who suffered horribley, and now my dad has pulmonary fibrosis.