At this point I don't give a toss if they think I'm drug-seeking or diagnosis-seeking or attention-seeking or character-disordered or whatever, I just know that if I don't get some other drug to knock the corners off, my options are a) come off the phenelzine, stay depressed and possibly end up dead or b) stay on it, feel better on the increased dose for an unspecified amount of time, then go too fucking high, crash, get depressed and possibly end up dead.
The antidepressant alone wasn't ever supposed to be a long-term option; it sent me crazy up-and-down last time, six years ago, too, but when I appeared normal to my CC after Christmas, they decided I didn't need to see the doctor. Even though before Christmas, they were none too keen on my going away for over a week and said I would need to see CC and psych as soon as possible afterwards.
I hope the GP will consider prescribing it.