I’ve had a couple of depressive episodes in the last two months. The first lasted over a week and got kind of scary for a while. My old psychiatrist was able to squeeze me in (he’s got a three month waiting list for new patients) and tweaked my meds a bit, which helped. He did give me a new med which completely killed my libido, so I stopped taking it. But the tweak, while it pulled me out of the longer lasting episode, hasn’t completely saved the day. I had another “breakthrough” yesterday. It was just a day, and today I’m absolutely fine.
The experience of being in an episode is almost indescribable. I am not me. I go through the motions of doing things, but my “self” is absent from my experiences. It’s not like I’m an outside observer, but that I’m a different person. I didn’t really figure out the difference until today. I’m better today, and so I’m myself again. I have ideas and opinions and I’m proactive. I recognize my experiences. When I’m depressed, I don’t really have any idea what’s happening to me.
Anyhow, I’ll report this little episode to the shrink during our med check. I’m not optimistic that there are any other meds out there that I’m willing to take, and I’m willing to trade monthly “breakthrough” episodes for a great sex life. Probably I ought to get back into therapy, but I’m not really sure what I need to work on. Maybe I just need to pay closer attention to my thoughts and go from there.
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