Op I was you. I had such a thing about not wanting to go on antidepressants. I had a prescription for a month that I carried around with me.
The relief I felt after the initial 2 weeks of taking them was immense. I even (most unlike me but this is how positive an experience it was for me) put a post on FB in support of them for times when people are struggling. I have posted it below. There is no shame. Good luck. Oh and I came off them at Christmas. Not a big deal for me at least at all.
'We are all hearing more about the importance of being more open about and accepting of our own and others' mental health. I don't think too many people can disagree that this is a good thing. I have some some great friends who have spoken out on here and in real life about their own mental (and non mental) health issues and I always admire them for their honesty.
I don't have anything major to post here other than something that has been on my mind for a while.
When my marriage broke down 8 years ago and I found out I was pregnant for the second time I thought I couldn't go on, and really didn't think I could go through with the pregnancy (I did thank goodness). There were some very dark days and I struggled for a long time. I knew I had to be strong for Maya and carry on with life/ work etc but how?
I was desperate not to go onto antidepressants as I didn't like the idea of not being totally me.. plus there was the stigma, judgement, feeling like I had 'failed' and a whole load of other things that stopped me. I decided not to in the end and many lovely family members and friends (plus time) got me through it instead.
7 years later after being thrown a curveball of a different kind, I found myself feeling completely overwhelmed at times by life, work, having 2 children on my own and anxious about seemingly insurmountable problems. Once again my thoughts turned to antidepressants as my 'last resort' after talking to a friend. I went to see the my doctor and she listened and gently suggested they might be an option.
She gave me the prescription but I still didn't dare pick the pills up for a month as I was so anti the idea and felt like it was an admission of failure.
In short, I have now been taking them for about a year and I am indescribably glad that I did. It's a low dose and one that is prescribed for anxiety more commonly than depression. They have helped me revert back to being 'me' again. I feel able to go about life as I did before, see the positive/ humour in/ solutions to most situations and most importantly feel resilient enough to deal with stuff when things get testing, be it financial, kids, work..anything really. I still feel like me. I don't feel 'numb' as feared. I still laugh, cry, feel every emotion I ever have , lose everything, get fucked off and and do all the things I have always done. I'm just a less angsty and more reasoned version of me.
I don't expect to be taking them for ever but equally I'm not in a desperate hurry to come off them either. It's just not a big deal in the same way that I thought it was before I went on them.
Life is hard. We are all expected to appear as if all is well in our worlds and that we are all coping and it's just sometimes not the case.
The more I have spoken to friends about my own experiences the more I realise I am not alone in this.
If there is anyone out there feeling rubbish or that everything is overwhelming but not going to see their doctor, or if you are suffering alone through fear of judgment please don't. I am aware that 'happy pills' are not the only solution but I wanted to post specifically about my experience with them.
From personal experience I know that talking to friends / family and counselling and lots of other things can also be be brilliant at times.
At that stage in my life, it was a realisation that I am responsible for it and the stuff that goes on in it. It's down to me to find a way of dealing with the day to day shit/ stuff whatever that is, and that's what the antidepressants have been great for.
I'm not suggesting it's a permanent answer but things inevitably change and get better in life. It's just a way of not making things any harder than they already are when things get tough.
The fact that I am feeling nervous about posting this for fear of what people may think suggests we (or maybe just I 🤔) have a long way to go in getting rid of the stigma of taking antidepressants, even though I am so glad I made the decision to.
Now I'm off to buy some slippers 👍🏻'