I am down on my medication (supervised due to drug induced parkinsons) by 50mg. Now the past five days my motivation has been zilch, I feel tired all the time and even though I have lots of work to do I can’t seem to get going. I just feel like everything is so much weight. Everything takes effort. Before this last reduction (I have done it in 2 segments) I was fine but this last one I had a persistent headache and I keep clenching my jaw, my doctors don’t know If this is due to withdrawal or not. It’s beginning to fade now but my motivation is awful and it could be low mood I’ve had to deal with a lot this past few months, but I think it would be persistent not in correlation with the med reduction.
I haven’t had it this bad in years and I don’t quite know what to do with it, how do you cope with them? I have an exam to revise for and I am not getting in enough revision. I also have a portfolio to prepare and I just feel overwhelmed and the motivation to do it seems to be suffering. So if you have any recommendations because I know quite a lot of you have to deal with this, so if you can take a second to reply how you deal with them I’d really appreciate it because I am really lacking hope.
I hope your day has let you cope as best as is possible.
Hi @everhopeful, I am still taking chlorpromazine I just wanted to get down to 200mg a day. The doctors gave me no other choice but to reduce. They didn’t give me any alternative, I intend to go down until my tremor improves.
I had a bad reaction to ability but haven’t heard of the others, will look at them and the supplements! I’ve heard good things about sarcosine from here so maybe that’s what I need to do, thank you for replying!
I have a story about the negatives and motivation. When I was in my senior year in high school I was taking fourth year French. All the different levels of classes were in one classroom - first year, second year, and so on. The people in fourth year French were put in a small room behind the main classroom. No one checked on us, and needless to say, we weren’t learning French. But we were supposed to be studying this French play, and we were supposed to present it to the rest of the students in the main classroom. I worried about that play, and I worried about it, but I could not make myself memorize my lines. There were two characters in the play - me, and this really burnt out girl who was a massive speed freak. The day we were supposed to present the play this speed freak girl passed me a note, and asked me if I wanted to smoke a joint with her over lunch hour. I said yes. It was good weed, and we both got really stoned. When we came back and tried to present our play neither one of us could present our part. She was worse than me, because I had made myself memorize at least a few of the lines in the play, but not very many. When we both got up in front of the class we started giggling uncontrollably. There was this girl in the front row who had her head bowed because she couldn’t look at us. Our French teacher tried to prompt us with our lines, but both of us knew too little of the play to give a decent rendition of its lines. Finally, our French teacher gave up and told us to sit down. I think we both made B’s in the course.