I’m really losing my mind and i don’t know what to do. i just can’t get used to this feeling, the sadness, the hopelessness. I feel nothing. The only two emotions that exist in my mind are anger and sadness. I don’t wanna die but Im extremely tired. My psychiatrist prescribed antidepressants , but i don’t know i’ve read so many bad things abt them. I’m afraid that they would change me or make me « dumber ». If someone has already tried em, please help me out.
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I’ve been on quite a few meds and will be able to give you my 2 cents. What are they putting you on?
The only anti-depressant I strongly advise against taking is Cymbalta. It’s garbage, it doesn’t work and on top of that, it has the worst fucking side effects and withdrawal I’ve ever experienced,
Don’t take the SSRI variety because they will screw you up permanently. Then they will just experiment with you with the latest and greatest drugs until you are a zombie. I know valiums are addictive but damn they work.
I’m actually on an SSRI and it’s really effective. They work for some people, and they don’t for others. It’s the luck of the draw.
I wouldn’t call meds that maim people and ruin their lives “luck of the draw”, I’d call that illegal, or something that should be illegal. More like “Russian roulette with a mostly loaded gun”.
lmao, it’s very different than that. People just have different chemical makeup. They work great for a lot of people and they interact badly for others. I happen to have a really good psychiatrist. If you get put on a medication that fucks you up, that’s on the psychiatrist, not on the medication. I’m saying this as someone who’s tried MANY different medications. Again, just because one person has a bad experience w/ a medication doesn’t mean that it’s not effective for anyone else. It’s essentially the same thing as allergies. Some people are allergic to certain things, some people aren’t.
I’ve had it blatantly asserted to my face by more than one psychiatrist that we in general still don’t know how the mechanisms of these medications exert themselves or specifically how they interact with our brains, so yeah, you’d call that guesswork.
And furthermore, I don’t care. Honestly, I’d rather just continue to suffer if it meant my so called cure would harm countless others in the process of that guesswork, e.g. trial and error, which is a large part of psychiatry, don’t kid yourself. I’ve been told the very same thing verbatim many times…
Yeah, allergies, haha. Except the stakes for a mild recovery are a living death.
I cannot live, I cannot die. Trapped in myself, body my holding cell.
the thing about antidepressants is that they somewhat lessen symptoms. That’s the best that they can ever do. They will not provide hope. I’ve been on every anti depressant available, now we’ve added an antipsychotic which produces the most delightful fugue feeling of not entirely existing. Then when I reach that point, I suppose that given my track record for being right it may well be that I don’t exist, and one who doesn’t exist cannot fail, cannot do harm.
It works for me, I’m salaried and given pretty wide latitude to how to execute my schedule, hence I can sleep some nights for 14 hours at a time, and others six, and never miss a day of work.
Ive tried antidepressants. They suck real bad, I hated them so much. They made me feel like I was stuck behind a barrier of some sort, not able to really engage with reality, not really able to enjoy anything.
They seemed good at first but it stoped being good pretty quickly.
Loss of interest in sex was a really freaky side effect for me. Like, what the hell?
By the end of it I was even gaining weight. They suck.
But they did help me function without excess negative emotions getting in the way. So it was a two way street.
They only worked for a little while before physical tolerance started canceling out their effects, but the barrier phenomenon was still there anyways. I would have to stop using them for awhile so they would work again.
I have since stopped using them altogether, and I now feel like they were just a stage of my somewhat bizarre evolution of consciousness. Learning a bit about buddhist explanations of mind and emotions, and especially hinderances has helped me become much more oriented within. Ive got a long way to go, but I am no longer so hopelessly lost now in the wilderness of bad emotions.
I don’t know what to tell you man, if you think you should try them, you probably should, but be warned they can be addictive. And if you can’t get a few weeks to get yourself clean, you’ll end up stuck on a wheel you wish you hadn’t.
I used a sub-flood level dose of ibogaine as a shortcut out of the addiction. But that’s something else we’re not allowed to know about.
They put me on Paxil once and they said it would take 2 weeks to work Im like that’s a joke right? After a few days I had the most severe panic attacks I have ever had and I quit taking them. They gave my bipoar ex wife prozac before she was diagnosed with manic depression. She has never been the same since.
why on earth would they put someone with manic behavior (before she was diagnosed) an SSRI instead of a mood stabilizer? someone should lose their job
Could of had a lawsuit and a number of them along the way when it came to meds they were giving her. I read that if you give a bipolar prozac it can trigger them to be far worse than had they not taken it and Permanente. I have seen that for myself. After she got off prozac she told me her brain flip flopped and she has never been the same. A few weeks later she disappeared with our kids into the meth underground and became a junkie and that was only the beginning or our hell.
Yeah, whoever was her psychiatrist needs to have their license stripped from them.
I think antidepressants have a totally different and potentially dangerous effect on different personalities and lifestyles. If your personality/lifestyle is mostly sedentary without too many responsibilities and obligations, then it may work for you. But if you need to keep your mind sharp, say you have a demanding job or you’re taking care of a family or studying a difficult subject in school, then STAY AWAY.
Antidepressants seem to dull the mind. At least that’s what I experienced. This means you won’t feel that infinite abyss of depression because, well to put it bluntly, you’re too stupid to think that deep. Have you ever been to a party where everyone is strung out on drugs and acting like they have an IQ of 10? Yeah that.
When I was on antidepressants I felt absolutely moronic. It was very disturbing. Suddenly I lost all my problem solving skills and I found myself mentally overloaded by tasks that were once simple. I’ll give you an actual example. Someone knocked at the door and the phone rang at the same time, and I literally did not know what to do. I had a near panic attack trying to reason what I was supposed to do. This led to my paranoia levels going through the roof (“Who tf is at the door and calling at the same time? Is it a damn swat raid?” seriously that’s what I was thinking)
If you can’t tell, I’m very much against antidepressants. The problem is that doctors prescribe them as if they help everyone equally. They never ask you what kind of lifestyle you live, are you a stay-at-home-kid or an air traffic controller? Big difference.
^forgot to mention this was my experience on Zoloft. I also tried Prozac and it was the same.
I was on Zoloft for a really, really long time and it worked great. It’s really different for everybody from what I’ve seen. It’s either it works or it sucks. I had to switch because eventually my tolerance got too high and we couldn’t raise the dosage anymore b/c it wasn’t safe. They put me on Lexapro, was on it for a long time, stopped working after we couldn’t raise the dosage anymore. Now, after a horrible trial with Cymbalta (I’m still weaning off of it. Had to get it compounded) they put me on Prozac and it seems to be working great. SSRIs are a hit and a miss
Antidepressants ripped a hole in my soul
For as much as they’ve utterly ruined my life, they got my friend worse. I had someone who could’ve saved me, but I pushed them away.