Someday…

I’ve written before on here about my struggles with mental illness. I use the word “struggle” because it took me, oh, 27 years to realize that I suffered from depression/anxiety, and a further 2 years to find a medicine that works for me. I know that drugs affect different people very differently, but let me [...]

Title required?

I’m required to put a title on every blog post I write with WP, and it occurred to me that I don’t really have one for this post. I’m not sure what triggered the feelings I’m having now; maybe it’s the fact that I’ve finally realized that being related to someone doesn’t automatically guarantee that [...]

Drugs…they’re not all bad, but they sure cost an arm and a leg…

This is a pretty good representation of how I was feeling when my family doctor recommended that I start taking Effexor for my newly diagnosed depression. I’m one of those people who delighted in NEVER being sick; I’d buy a bottle of cough medicine or a pack of throat lozenges, and they’d frequently expire before [...]

Realizations

Or, the alternate title: what NOT to say to a person with depression. –>”You shouldn’t feel that way.” Gee, thanks. Thanks for asking me what you can do to help, and then when I tell you, completely dismiss my thoughts. I’ll definitely come to you with any of my future problems and/or difficulties in life. [...]

More on my thoughts on depression

First off, I want to admit something; I’m not a fan of the phrase “Unless you ***, then you can’t possibly ***”. I mean, a male OB/GYN has a heck of a greater understanding of my inner parts than I do, even if he doesn’t, and never will, have them himself! However, with depression, I’m [...]