Yesterday, I was given a new diagnosis related to my years long battle with anxiety and depression. After being told everything from Generalized Anxiety Disorder with Depressive tendencies, to Generalized Anxiety Disorder and Major Depression to Major Depressive Disorder over the last 13 years, I was given a new diagnosis of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, and more specifically Battered Women's Syndrome.
The doctor who did my evaluation prescribed Cymbalta, starting at 20mg with a future raise to the 60mg level.
The doctor who did the evaluation is not my own psychiatrist (whom I've been seeing twice a week every week for nearly two months), so before even taking the medications this other doctor prescribed, I'll be having a long conversation with my own (the only doctor I've ever met who openly weary of medications).
Short backstory is I've had issues with depression and severe anxiety for 13 years, with past events beginning to cause problems when I was 9 years old. All of it came on from years of abuse by family, fellow schoolkids, and the death of my grandmother when I was 10 from terminal cancer worsened the problems. As I got older, the family problems and most mental attacks in school continued to escalate to the point that I became more more of a homebody/chosen recluse when possible; a horrible car accident one week before my high school graduation has left with me long-term back pain that will turn the depression nozzle up. I have seen several counselors/"phys-zi-key-a-trists," as Ricky Ricardo would say, but it wasn't until I was 17 or 18 when I was prescribed Xanax 0.5-1 mg for severe panic attacks (reason being, my system is extremely sensitive to everything from medication to the fabric in my clothing), which I much preferred to having something stronger. Before I got to my current doctor, I went to an outpatient mental health area at a local hospital: the depression got so bad I tried to drive my car off the road into a ditch, as well as hitting myself with a heavy, mildly heated cast iron skillet. After waiting 6 hours for a 7 minute evaluation, I was given the MDD diagnosis and prescribed Celexa and Remeron. After heavy research, I promptly got rid of them the day I got them from the pharmacy. The heavy research continues with this new Cymbalta prescription...
It's a weird crossing of paths again: During my freshman year of college, I was nearly put on Cymbalta; the only thing that saved me at the time was the fact that the insurance my mother had at the time would not cover it for me until I was 19 (I was 18 years and 6 months at the time, and was a week away from returning home to California and transferring to another college out here). Five years later, I no longer have the age restriction (or health insurance, for that matter) as a barricade. I feel bad all the time (nervous shakes, biting the inside of my mouth, crying, insomnia, spells where I won't eat for over a week at all), but after what I've just read here, I'm worried that the level of bad I feel now will be a cakewalk compared to taking Cymbalta. I already have enough muscle spasms and migraines and other health issues brought on uncontrolled stress-I don't want any extra that could this worse.
In gauging the "risk vs. benefits" scale, does anyone have any suggestions, recommendations, etc.? Where do I go from here?

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