If this is more appropriate to another thread, let me know and I will repost/move it to the suggested forum. Okay so I ran into some fan-related drama/concern-trolling the other day. Drama is a thing that happens to me because I do not actually have good social skills, or good communication skills. I work on it, but I have been in the past a quivering ball of fail and have been in the middle of many a drama. However I think there might be a positive side: I think I finally have proof that the meds I'm taking (I've been diagnosed as bipolar) are effective/are working for me? I thought it might be the case, was pretty sure it was the case, but was not actually completely sure, because due to my extreme avoidance/lurker behavior, I hadn't really encountered anything that would put my meds to the test. (There was the situation concerning the bus pass I get at my clinic but I still lost my temper/panicked, so.) This time around compared to previous drama bombs: I am not flipping out as things go completely out of control. I am not catastrophizing! I don't feel as if I've been kicked in the chest. I am not experiencing (as much) anxiety. I was able to be coherent, and write coherently. I am not and was not overwhelmed by feelings of anger, frustration, confusion or fear. Except for the headache I've had all day, I feel fine! So thank you Concern Trolls for putting me in an anxiety-inducing situation. With your help, I was able to personally experience the differences between medicated me and unmedicated me.
Oh gosh I remember this feeling of "my meds work" from when I first went on my antidepressants, it was such a relief. Lets hope things continue to improve.
I was kind of...not sure. For a while. Because I didn't really feel any different? Except that I was sleepy a lot, until we found a combination that did not knock me out twenty minutes after taking them.
Oh man, I hear you on drowsiness side effect. That gets me every time. My roommate said that I basically just slept when I wasn't in class or doing homework the semester I went on antidepressants, but then things evened out after awhile. And I didn't have to text my roomie saying I'd miss our class together because I was going home after locking myself in a bathroom to cry! Glad your meds are working. And yeah, it can be hard to tell at first. But over time you're gonna be like "woah, life can be like this instead of like what I'm used to?"
