I’ll keep this brief, but since I’ve been open about major depression, I thought an update was in order.
Despite my best efforts, I went back on my SSRI (Lexapro). Two and a half months of unrelenting despair and panic, coupled with two weeks of insomnia (maybe three hours of sleep tops) were more than I was willing to bear.
It seems that, a week and a half in, it’s starting to work. I’m hoping it will continue, but it’s already gotten me out of despair. It’s starting to look like I’ll be able to face mundane tasks again. Hopefully the writing juices will start flowing again, too.
Pragmatism is good.
Hang in there!