Screw diamonds....they never made me this happy!
Ok, that is an exaggeration. Everyone knows I love diamonds.
I resisted psych meds for years. I fought my way through a really serious bout with Crohn's. A flare that kept me out of work for nearly a year as a matter of fact and sent me into a deep depression. I swore I would not put anything extra and unnecessary in my body,though. I was always of the mindset that less is more when it comes to drugs. God knows I've taken enough meds in the past 14 years to rot my insides but since nothing else seemed to help (the thousands I have spent on acupuncture and massage or the relaxation/meditation/mindful prayer CDs)I have given in. Turns out it may have been necessary.....
It's been 3 weeks and I don't feel hopeless about our future. Am I still sad that we don't have a child and about my miscarriages? You bet. But I have actually had some really happy moments....the likes of which I have not seen in years. I never knew what people meant when they said you need to live in the moment because my anxiety wouldn't let me. I still think about our next steps but I am much less obsessive about it. As much as I hate to admit it, I wish I listened to my Dr. earlier instead of trying to be the tough girl that I would like to think I am.
Prozac commercial over.
I have moved
1 week ago