I got diagnosed with delusional disorder back in 2011. It’s a very rare condition and it sucks. My world turned outside down and I ruined a lot of relationships in my life. After some traveling and recovery and realizing/accepting my condition, I got my life back and I was fine on 5mg of abilify. I gained 50 pounds in one year with this medication. Then in 2013, I quit smoking. I had a relapse in 1 month just after that and after five months of psychosis, I was hospitalized and put on 80 mg of Zeldox, morning and night. I recovered in February 2013 and continued living my life. I lost weight, start exercising again, I got a great job, went to uni etc. The side effects of Zeldox were so severe that I woke up at 4:30 am everyday, took the pill, went back to sleep so the dizziness would wear off and at night, I would take 0.5 mg of ativan to treat my insomnia. Anyway, sometime forward, finally I was brave enough to ask my doctor to switch to a more practical medication. He suggested Latuda and I’ve been taking it for a month now. Other than twitching my fingers, I don’t see any weird side effects. I stopped the zeldox morning dosage and now just taking 80 zeldox at night with 40 latuda. Gradually, I’m gonna cut off zeldox completely from my system. In about 1.5 months.
Now it’s been about 5 months, I no longer have interest in living. I don’t have emotions anymore. I adopted a cat and had to take her back to the shelter because I couldn’t connect with her. The usual things that made me happy have become meaningless such as summer, laying in the sun, makeup, laughter with friends. I don’t have interest in anything. I’m pushing myself as much as I can, going shopping, exercising everyday, going for walks. I’m better in the mornings when I wake up but afternoon, I’m becoming miserable and desperate. I used to get so happy when I bought new clothes, now, I don’t even like getting dressed for an occasion. I’m very successful in my life and I have everything I need, I just don’t know what’s causing me this misery. My doctor’s appointment in a month, I’m gonna ask him to send me to therapy but I can’t get over my unexplainable sorrow.
My question is has anyone gone through something like this after being diagnosed? Does it get better?
Have you gone to therapy and spoken with a shrink? Do you think it would help me?
I’m just afraid, six months forward if this continues in my life, I might become suicidal. I don’t know how to enjoy life anymore. Maybe it’s just a chemical Imbalance in my brain?
thanks so much for your time and help. my name is karen