I’m taking Prozac and have been improving slowly. I don’t feel exactly happy but I feel less impulsive and I have zero addictive cravings. I think this is helping me, but I’m still scared to keep taking it because of how it impacted my mom. My mom attempted suicide on Prozac. It’s the only anti-depressant so far that has had any good impact on me. I couldn’t take Wellbutrin because it made my ears ring loudly and it didn’t do anything etc. and I’ve tried just about all the antidepressants from SNRI’s to SSRI’s like Lexapro. Lexapro made me anxious and manic. So prozac at this dose is working pretty well. Not as much as I wish it would. But the start of it I was a wreck. Also I can’t drink wine on Prozac it seems to make me much more tired if I drink anything.
I started it about three weeks ago I think. It’s just now starting to have a positive impact. I just have to limit my caffeine, and smoke less cigarettes, and get regular sleep or I feel off. I don’t think it’s really helping with depression so much, but it’s helping in other areas of my life. It may be helping balance me out more. It’s like where I used to be more reckless I feel like I’m thinking more carefully and thinking through more of what’s happening. My mom said she thinks its helping me a ton. That I seem more level-headed and happier. I’m really glad I found something that works for me.
Isolation and boredom is getting to me right now, and I had trouble sleeping…I’m about to make some coffee. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to move forward without having to take pills but for now I’m going to try and keep taking them as scheduled or I’ll mess up the progress. I wish I could cry right now, I’m sad af for no reason and I should be happy. Man they need to come up with some better happy pills.
