Wow its been a while since I've done one of these. Well where to start. Things are running fairly smoothly in my life so far. My children are doing well and my marriage has never been better. Things are even going better as far as the issues with his ex wife. And yet for some reason recently I've been dealing with bizarre bouts of depression. I went to see my doctor a little while ago and she put me on meds, and although I'm still in the adjustment period I can already see some small improvement. I'm usually very hesitant about psychiatric meds because when I was 8 I was placed on medication for my supposed ADD (the trendy child disorder of the early 90's) and I had horrible side effects that still make me cringe when I think back on it.
I've always been on the fence when wondering if I had clinical depression until now. I have been horribly depressed in the past, but because my past up until recent times has been so rocky, it always felt valid. Or before that I could just chalk it up to teenage angst. But when you're miserable and you look around only to find no source to your misery, its a bit of a wake up call. It was actually starting to make me feel guilty. My children are healthy and happy, my husband is wonderful, the bills are taken care of, and I'm surrounded by the people I love 24/7, so why am I so unhappy? So I finally said screw it and saw my doctor. And now here we are. I know these pills aren't some magic cure all, but I'll take whatever help I can get.
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