I’ve been on sertraline for the best part of 11 years. Started at 19 for severe intrusive thought OCD (also known as Pure O) that’s I’ve had since a child. When pregnant with DD1 I had antenatal depression followed by pretty severe post natal depression and ended up on 150mg of sertraline (increased from 50). I honestly felt numb to everything, so whilst they helped stop the depression it also zapped any kind of emotion and tbh I’ve been unable to cry whilst I’ve been on them anyway! Tapered back down to 50mg about 3 years ago and have been on this since but have honestly been very tired of the how lazy I felt like they were making me. Zero drive, always tired, no motivation etc so thought I’d try coming off them to see how I felt, I can’t really remember what my own brain feels like without them. Anyway a few months down the line and I’ve managed to cut to 12.5mg with very minimal side effects apart from the first few days after a dosage cut. I feel amazing, have felt like I can cope much better with housework, cooking, parenting etc. I also feel genuinely happy, and instead of being glued to my phone I spend the evenings playing with my DDs.
relationship with dh hasn’t been the best tbh, I let a lot of stuff slide before due to just not having the energy to fight about it. As I’ve slowly come down, I’ve found in less tolerable of these behaviours. He offers zero support at home, never cooks, never cleans, can’t remember the last time he did any form of laundry or household tasks. He’s also extremely strict with my autistic dd (5) and shouts at her for normal autistic behaviours. I do 99.9% of the parenting so I get that he is out of whack with her behaviours/quirks but he calls her annoying, tells her to get over sensory issues and offers no comfort when she is upset. The other morning he was screaming at her because he thought she had done something she hadn’t. She was screaming crying so much she was hyperventilating and I just lost it on him. I was screaming at him not to ever fucking talk to her like that again etc. definitely not my proudest moment but she is 5 fucking years old, why does he need to use grown man aggression against a 5 year old?!?
He has a Very Big, Very Important Job. Nothing can come before that. Even at the detriment to our family life balance. He will happily do anything for anyone at work for free but will not cook a bowl of pasta for the kids when I’m feeling sick. He will literally wait for me to get up and do it. I very calmly asked him yesterday morning if he could help me with something and he went on a tirade about how I need to go back on the antidepressants because he refuses to live with me like this. I was completely baffled. It’s made me think how happy I feel when it’s just me and the girls. And I’m like, why do I even bother? He wants someone to mother him I think. Sorry this was a ramble! I just don’t know if it’s a side effect of the withdrawal or a sign that I’m waking up to the shitstorm of this relationship..