I am really really really depressed. I’ve always been depressed, but it gets better and it gets worse. For the past month I’ve cried unprovoked every single day. I’m having sleep problems and it is getting hard for me to do well in my classes. I’m getting scared that I’m not going to pass my classes. My personal relations are getting wierd because I am moody all the time. Things are really bad.
I finally went to see a doctor. She set me up with various psychologists and psychiatrists to visit. She also wrote me out a prescription for Celexa. I only saw her for maybe twenty minutes at most. When I asked about side effects, she said 90% of people don’t experience any. She then said if it gives me stomach problems, I should take it with food. No mention of sexual problems. No mention of weight gain. No mention of sleepiness.
I know that these things have side effects. These things have nasty side effects that lots of people experience. I don’t quite trust a doctor that is going to lie to me about that possibility. Plus, I know the brain is really not well understood. Anti-depressents are screwing with some pretty important stuff, and something tells me this is all going to have consequences we arn’t quite aware of yet.
I’ve also got some philisophical issues with anti-depressents. I’m an artist and all that, and it is a little hard for me to accept a fundamental fault with my brain chemistry (this depression has always been with me- it is not a new or temporary thing). Where is the line between what is me, and what is mental illness? What is mental illness, and what is not conforming to society? Why are anti-depressents so often perscribed (and especially prescribed to women) Does this illness fuel my fire? WHAT IF I LOSE MY LIBIDO!?!?!??!?!
When I mentioned being hesitant, my doctor said “You can take these now, and then maybe later we’ll see about getting you off of them.” Egad!
So here is my problem. The bottle is sitting in front of me. I don’t know what to do?