… Just to clarify. In order to explain I’ll have to use terminology that I know I found could jar me into a fat worse state when my mental health issues were untreated. And please don’t feel you should read and post despite that in order to give support. I’m OK. I’ve got this under control. I just need some technical/medical signposting rather than empathy and understanding.
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Right. Diagnosed with ADHD, depression and perimenopausal symptoms when 48. Now 55. Only other health issue is small holes in brian due to covid, which caused a TIA in 2020. Memory back to mostly normal.
Accepted the ADHD diagnosis. Refused medication. Did not accept other diagnosis’s cos… stubborn.
2020 Post covid making holes in my brain, with an 8 month recovery in front of me, accepted the depression diagnosis. Accepted medication. Worked wonders in a few months.
Post vaccination periods went all over the place, I was having too many of them. Then disappeared for a while. Returned to monthly. Then longer gaps. Couldn’t tell if they were right about perimenopause or it was extended covid high jinx. Cos they went berserk after every covid vax (had three). Talked to GP a couple of months ago, he deffo on the side of perimenopause but won’t consider HRT unless I submit to a pelvic exam. Can’t do that. My then GP sexually assaulted me after he made me get naked at 17 years old. I have no idea how I got through pregnancy and childbirth (c-section in the end). I just know I won’t have anybody medical down there. So kicked it into the long grass.
For just over a year, thanks to the ADs my mood baseline was good enough to work with. I’ve used an app for better routines of self care, diet, daily exercise, meditation. Been amazing. Never felt better. No seriously, mind, body and soul better than it’s been since 1984. Carried on ignoring potential perimenopause kicking up a notch.
48 hours ago woke up to find suicidal ideation had returned with a bang. Been completely absent from my life since the ADs kicked in over a year ago. Mood very very low. So did the normal, Daily Stoic, Water, Breakfast, Gratitude, took dog for a good walk (live in the Italian countryside). Then for the first time ever, the ideation went from impossible acts, to very specific and very near where I was walking. Took dog home. Did all the CBT squashing work. But I’m shaken up. I’d forgotten how low the lows can go. And despite near constant suicide ideation since 1984, it’s always been of the distant undoable type. Not like a realistic idea.
I’m fine, mood stabilised as I suddenly started spotting last night. Light period turned up during the night. Been about 7 weeks since the last one. But I’m not risking a rerun of that. Not cos I’m going to do it, I’m not. Got a kid, a husband .. and my poor sister would never recover. But they can’t live as they are now if I go to that dark place every couple of months. And fucking hell, I don’t want back down there either. I’m genuinely shaken up at how cold, low, dark and scary it was when my mood suddenly dropped like a stone.
I’ll organise an online consult for the prescription with a private doc. Cos I’m not submitting to a pelvic exam, and I’m at the top range possible already for antidepressants. Higher than the GP likes. But he doesn’t have to live in my head when the dose is lower.
But can I have the short and sweet of what HRT products any of you have have found to have a good impact on mood stabilisation. I’ve got a good handle on the other stuff (so far, we’ll see what the next erratic cycle chucks at me, I might change my mind), but I think I’m going to have to bite the HRT bullet sooner rather than later.
I repeat. I’m OK. The mood has risen, the intrusive thoughts gone. Dealt effectively with them at the time and will do so again if they have another go at me. But I do need to get my skates on and not kick the menopause into the long grass anymore.
Cos the fucker evidently doesn’t want to stay there and keep being ignored via the great diet, exercise, anti depressants, meditation and mindfulness routine. It’s bringing the really big guns and I need to fight back with superior weaponry. I did not work my arse off to FINALLY get to a really good place, just for my poxy hormones to have a mass protest and try to snatch it all away from me.