My bloody bastarding depression is back, and I'm in the middle of a horrendous house move so GP has agreed jt's best to delay restarting Sertraline for a week til it's over, as I always get off my tits on trippy panicking side effects for the first 10 days of meds. Took prescribed sleeping meds two hours ago but am still wide awake with whirling dark thoughts and eyes on stalks. Heart racing. Hate this so much. Noone IRL to tell apart from my poor husband who is having to carry the family and the move and his burden of a wife. Send a little hand squeeze of solidarity if you're awake pls. Depression can do one 🙁