Saturday, March 01, 2008

. . .and now"The Rest of the Story"

. . .and now"The Rest of the Story"

As many of you may know. I've been somewhat depressed lately. So I decided to talk to my Dr. and get back on Happy pills for a while and see if I could pull out of it. The Dr. put me on Effexor. . . I heard good things about it so I didn't think anything of it. Well come to find out, Effexor was not the Happy Pill for me. The side effects did me in. It seems like every bad side effect there was for this drug, it was twice as bad for me. It's supposed to give you energy and it gave me nervous energy. It was supposed to give you slight insomnia and I went weeks on a few hours of sleep. Between those two side effects alone my mind was somewhere between Pluto and God knows where. . . On top of that. When and if I was able to get to sleep. I would have to worst night mares I think I've ever had in my life.

There were other side effects that weren't too bad, but as a Diabetic, they didn't help out either. One of those side effects was a strong desire for chocolate at night. So here I am before bed eating almost a half pound of chocolate or drinking almost a half gallon of chocolate milk just to reduce the craving. There were many more side effects that I don't really want to get into.

So one day I was sitting in my basement and realized that I hadn't left it in maybe three days or so. With the help of some friends and a nice drug induced sleep. I convinced myself it was time to make a change and get off of this "Happy Pill". I've been totally off for a week now after a weening off period and I am feeling a lot better. Not quite 100%, but getting there.

I want to apologize to a number of people for either ignoring you or acting crazy if I didn't ignore you. I realize now that my head wasn't straight and I am working towards getting back to life as soon as I can. I can't promise it will be today or tomorrow, but it will happen soon. I've also talked to a few older and wiser people and they have reminded me that I am grieving and that it's ok to grieve. I don't need drugs to hide it or cover it up. I just need time. I just have to realize that for myself and take it one step at a time.