Hello,
My name is, well...I would simply like to be called Raven. I have been battling depression/anxiety and various other mood disorders for the past 7 years almost. I would try various depression medications and there would ultimately be some reason I couldn't take. Most of which would be that my body could not tolerate it or it made things worse. The absolute worst thing I ever could have taken was Cymbalta. Which I think they should aptly rename Sinbalta.
My ever loving husband of going on 12 years tried to tell me not to let the doctor put me on that. But like most people going through what I was going through and being stubborn like I am, I chose to not listen. Boy was that the wrong thing to to. That was over a year ago that I started on it. Since starting on in it has been a horrible, hellish year. I even left the doctor that put me on it and went to a different physician thinking I would get more help. But whenever I would ask about the effects the Cymbalta having on me, she would always raise the dose. I have all but put my marriage a hair away from being over. I did everything from taking over all household duties just to prove I could doing, to almost putting us in the worst debt ever because I wanted to prove I was better at it that he was. This went on until I was raised to the highest does of 60 mg twice daily. This was the worst thing that could have happened to me. I ultimately ended up the ER twice in one month thinking things that never would have crossed my mind in the past. I am too ashamed to even mention the things I thought of. What hurts worst is my doctor didn't seem to care.
After my second trip to the ER and not getting any kind of caring response from my physician's office, I turned to my husband. My hero and modern day Captain America. All I can say about this man is that what he has for me has to be true love. Because nothing else would keep him here with me after all the things I've said and done. My only regrets are being stupid and stubborn enough to not listen to begin with and putting him and our children through this mess.
I have been off of Cymbalta completely since April 1, 2016 (no foolin'). I thought weaning down was hard, but not being on it period is even harder.
* Brain Zaps
* Shooting pains every part of my body periodically
* Insomnia
* Haziness
* Anxiety
* Scared I'll say or do the wrong thing
The list goes on and on. But, my lovely husband/hero has guided me here. He has been so nice and helpful. Yes, he gets stern when needed but in the end I am grateful for all he has done. So, I come here for support and advice. My husband has already given me some or your advice as he found this website for me. He has been the one doing the research and I love him more than anything for that.
Blessings to all of you that are going through this. May your path's get brighter everyday and cherish those that try to help you because they truly love you if they are willing to help you.
Blessed Be,
Raven