I am sitting here thinking how much I want to be back to the old Jenny, the one that used to love to shop, laugh, take trips, walk..etc.. I am feeling kind of hopeless today, this whole thing has me feeling like i am going to be this way forever. For the past 3 or so years on this drug I have not been the same and now the withdrawals are making it so much more magnified as to how much it had affected my life and my family. Still on 20mgs, to afraid to "take the dive" I am going to go see a psychiatrist as soon as he calls me back, I left my info with the billing dept. on Tuesday. I am so hoping that he will get me through this with prozac, I have somewhat stabilized on 20mgs, but I am still so damn dizzy all the time and tired as hell. I can't leave the house because I am terrified of falling over or a panic attack, just doing everyday things around the house seems to be plenty. I have also found that over stimulation can set me off in no time! The dogs barking, too many people around...you get it. You know how it is, when you have been a certain way for so long you honestly can't think of yourself as being any different and that is scary, if I were to end up like this for the rest of my life i would choose to end it.(don't worry I am ok!) I know I still have a long way to go and must be patient, and of course seeing the new doc should help, I am holding a lot of faith in that. I am lucky, I read of so many on here that have to work, or have small kids, I have nothing but time really to work through this, kids are grown and husband is a gem, they are grocery shopping for me right now, I am VERY lucky and don't take an ounce of it for granted.
I cry a lot less but still several times a day, just thinking of this hell. God! I hate Eli Lilly, someone needs to reimburse me for the last 3 years...
Thanks for letting me rant,
Jenny

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