I've been on various medication for severe anxiety and depression for over 18 months; I've had both of these since childhood. So far I've been on: Citalopram (didn't work); Sertraline (didn't work); Venlafaxine (wasn't able to go up to full dose as I have epilepsy and it increased my seizures). I'm currently on 20mg of Escitalopram. I'd say that my anxiety has lessened, I still have occasional depression. The problem is that I feel that I have no emotions: I've lost interest in everything; I feel no joy; I don't laugh; I'm apathetic; and I'm so exhausted that I have to sleep for a few hours during the day and then feel spacey and still so tired. I'm someone who likes my house to be clean and tidy, but I can't be bothered. My DH is wonderfully supportive, but obviously this is hard for him too. We have two children and I'm successful at providing them with all of the love and care that they need; they have a good life and so they aren't negatively affected by my poor mental health.
I'm starting to think that I'd rather have anxiety again... I know this is ridiculous because it ruled my life for so many years and was debilitating.
Another problem for me is weight gain. I know that this is a minor issue really and that my mental health is more important, but I've always hated the way I look and I feel more confident when I'm slimmer. This is also ridiculous as I'm aware that I'm not obese at 5ft5 and 10 stone 4. I should add that I eat well and exercise a few times a week. I can't drive, because of my epilepsy, so I walk a lot.
I have a wonderful GP and a psychiatrist and so I wouldn't just stop taking meds without their support.
Does anyone have any advice?
Thanks for reading my ramble 