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Should have done it sooner. Get the help you need.

About a month or so ago, I started seeing a shrink. The increasing and widespread pain I was feeling pushed me to an edge I didn’t like. I simply couldn’t deal with anything anymore. I couldn’t see wanting to live if I was always going to be in so much pain and there wasn’t going to be an end.

The shrink told me to stop thinking in such long and broad terms and do what I can to get me feeling better. Find the pain meds I need. Sleep. Journal. And she gave me a prescription for Cymbalta and another antidepressant to help me sleep. That sleep one has been changed to something new and I think it’s better. I’m waking up early and I feel like it’s too early, but that’s probably just been more because of what I’ve been used to. I’ve found I feel more awake during the day if I get up instead of rolling over for a few more hours.  I do need to try to get myself to bed earlier though.

What’s been the biggest thing though is how much better I feel emotionally. I care about things again. I don’t want to just sit at home and read. I’m interacting again. I’m taking better care of myself. I hit a point where I said if I felt this bad I would do whatever it took to make me feel better. Now I’m finally living that. I’ve completely changed my diet. I take a million meds, but I’m committed to them. I’m following through with doctors.

It’s a million miles from how I felt a month ago. I’m enjoying things. I realized the other day that I want to live.

My endocrinologist said that depression is a chemical imbalance and we shouldn’t hesitate to treat it like we would treat hypertension, diabetes, or anything else that might be wrong with us. I didn’t really need to hear him say it since I’d already gotten there, but it’s nice to have a doctor who understands.

If you are depressed, don’t wait as long as I did. I have had serious problems since 2008, but I believed I could handle it all myself. I figured if I knew what was up and found a way to deal with it myself that I would be okay. But it wasn’t okay. I had periods where I was okay, but there was always this darkness that seemed like it was waiting for me.

I’m not under any delusions that everything is okay now. I know that I need the meds to help me. I still do exercises to focus on being in the now and not getting stuck in cycles of anxiety. I have to be vigilant about my health.

But, please, please, please get help if you need it. If you need to talk, reach out. I’ll listen. If you even just think you may need it, seek it out. I know how hard it is to make that step and reach out. But once you do it, things will get better. Maybe not right away but over time. YOU are worth that investment.

Thank you to everyone who’s cared and been there to support me over the years. It’s appreciated more than I could ever express in words on this page or anywhere else.

4 Comments

  1. I’m so sorry you are going through this Lyndsy. Even though you logically know you have support all around, your heart tells you differently and it’s so lonely. I’m glad you found the courage to get help. Sometimes, just talking to friends and family isn’t enough. It has to be someone who doesn’t have a history with you. And no one can truly understand physical pain. Even if they have the same issues, the threshold is different for everyone. The best anyone can do is empathize. I’m glad things are looking up for you.

    • Thank you! It’s so hard to see it when you’re in it. How bad it really is. The shrink has been very understanding and that’s helped a lot. She also suffers chronic pain. And it’s different for her, but at least she has some empathy!

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