supasyd Wrote:I sort of feel guilt because I've managed to go 5 years without resorting to anti-depressants and now I feel like I'm giving in. I have been going out and doing things, but I'm just not getting any enjoyment out of anything!
Okay so.. I'm going to share a recent experience with you that (maybe) might help with the guilt a bit.
Over the winter (October thru February) I went off my meds. I have been on my meds for.... at least five years? But I wanted to know how I would handle going off of them and if I was "better". So I tapered myself off of them in October.
At first, things were okay. I was very busy (I run a business that has a very large BOOM in the November/December months) which helped immensely as I simply didn't have time for anything except focus on work and sleep then focus on work again. During these months, the residual medication was slowly working its way out of my system.
By the time January and February came around, most/all the meds had made it out of my system. And, I also no longer had that "boom of distraction" in my life as things had settled down.
I started to slowly degrade. I started finding it more and more difficult to enjoy the things that I usually enjoy. Photography. Jewelry design. My business. Even just things like clouds and mountains and landscape views, of which I usually take a great deal of pleasure in and find an immense amount of comfort in.
I didn't want to go back on my meds. I really hated that idea. But then Gideon sat me down and we had a talk, yeah? He pointed out how much -better- I was off the meds this time around than I had been the last time (five years earlier). But, he also pointed out that I'm not really -happy-, and that I wasn't -enjoying- anything. He also pointed out that although, in this moment of lull, I was sustaining myself on my own without the meds.... what would happen if something triggered a depressive episode?
And.... in the end? For me it came down to this....
Quality of life.
My life is -better- when I'm on my meds. I feel pleasure and enjoyment in my hobbies, activities (hiking, yoga, work, jerking off, etc), and surroundings (a clean home, fresh air when outside, a beautiful mountain vista, etc). This is -extremely- important to me.
So I let go of my guilt over going back on the meds, and went back on my meds.
There's nothing wrong with wanting to have a happy, healthy life. There's nothing wrong with pursuing it. As much as society might have put a stain on antidepressant medications? There's nothing -wrong- with needing them for that balance.
I will say, though.... You should not -just- be taking meds. Meds and therapy work hand in hand. It's important to have both.
supasyd Wrote:For the record, I don't think I'd ever have the guts to go the whole way with suicide. I have bouts of really wanting to do it, and even beginning to make attempts, but I do have a great fear of the idea of oblivion which kind of stops me. If I thought there was an afterlife I'd go ahead and do it right now I think.
Nobody ever thinks they have the guts to go through with suicide until they end up going through with suicide. That fear is a -good- thing, but depending on how low you go? It might not be enough.
Uneunsae is right. If you're feeling suicidal, seek help immediately. Even if it's just calling someone to talk and distract you from that urge. A friend. A family member. A suicide hotline.