This is one of those ' I know I'm BU but I need other people to tell me so I can give myself the kick up the ass I need'
So back in January I had a bit of a breakdown, it had been building for a while, have had depression since...well, as long as I can remember, self-harmed since about 13 (although I remember the feelings were before this, in fact one of my earliest memories was slashing my mattress to release the tension I felt cause I didn't know what else to do), blah blah blah, woe is me, etc.
I was prescribed Fluoxetine, not the first time a doctor has recommended medication but the first time I've agreed to take it. It's been good, I've finally felt 'normal' - I know, we don't use the word normal, everyone is different, who can say what's normal... But anyway, I've felt stable, a few times my craziness has come back but I've been able to handle it. Sometimes I've had feelings like tonight but they don't last like they used to.
Anyway today/tonight, I've had this overwhelming shit feeling. Nowhere near as bad as pre-meds, but this kind of overhanging black cloud making me feel like I want to cry but that I am dead inside and can't. I know it'll pass, and it's nothing like I've felt before, but FFS, will I ever not feel like this. It's been over 20 years, I've done counselling, CBT, I've seen psychiatrists, psychologists, counsellors, therapists, the whole shebang. I just want to not feel crappy for no reason. I've got nothing to be sad about, not that that makes any difference I know, but I'm sure getting up and doing something would help but I don't have the energy to do anything on the weekends. I spend my time going from watching TV/reading, to cooking and sleeping. I barely leave the house cause I feel too exhausted.
WIBU to ask the docs to up my meds, or is there something else I can try, bearing in mind that 'talking therapies' haven't helped.
Arghhh, I feel so self pitying and pathetic, I know it'll be better tomorrow or the next day, but I'm fed up of having these shit days where I feel like turning the light off on me. I'm not suicidal and I'm not going to hurt myself, but if someone said I could flick a switch and just not be here then I'd be seriously tempted.