Xzaro
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- Posted: Thu, 09 Apr 2015 20:55:44 +0000
I'm curious to know how you're doing now
I once took medications for about 2 years for some issues I had that nobody could pinpoint exactly what it was. The diagnosis started as a typical depression issue and then went to bipolar, manic episodes/ psychosis, and at a certain point delusions and shizophrenia. All of these diagnosis and medications for them would change within a span of a few weeks, so I would take something until the side effects appeared to be worse, and then I would take something for those side effects which made the problem more complex. Worst years of my life. I never imagined myself being in a psych ward, never had a history of abuse or emotional illness, but somehow a small existential crisis about "what am I going to do after highschool?" and a baker act later... this spiraled into a web of convoluted thought processes... That might be similar to how you ended up taking 10 medications?
Along with the psychological side effects, I found out I was allergic to some of them and even had anatomical effects. My appetite fluctuated between medications, I had diahrrea, my skin got bad acne and keloids (some of which I haven't been able to get rid of to this day), and worst of all my liver enzymes were eating away at my insides. I was literally dying because of these damn "medicines"
I don't remember half the crap I took and I don't want to know, but the last thing I remember was getting taken off of valium because of an allergic reaction and being placed on invega. Everything was weened off slowly after that point, and invega was the last to go because it was the most effective mood stabilizer after all the trauma I went through. The doctor wanted me to stay on a certain dosage for another year though but after I reached 6mg (or was it 3?) I weened myself off. I wasn't going to take another year of this hell. Parkinsonism and extreme dry mouth, and a constant trance like state kept me from being able to carry on a normal human to human conversation or encounter and even though that was one of the milder side effects of all the medications I had taken, I just wanted to be free. I wanted to be myself. I wanted the me from two years ago. This wasn't it.
So yes, I could relate. Not to the extent of what you have gone through but because you've taken medications for about 7 times the amount of time I have and for basically the entirety of your life I could only imagine how powerful you've had to become.Despite this, in the short time i had gone through the experiences I felt like I have seen and felt some of the things you described (an 8 year old at a psych ward crying, the shadow thing, and the question of do I want to live) and that's why I've written what I've written. I am not a psychiatrist nor am I telling you what to do, but if I were going through the same experience, I would research into some of the side effects of x medication and the side effects when mixed with y and z medication and desparately try to live with at least one less medication, because that's how hope starts. The withdrawals after getting off a med or slowly taking less of one are expected, but if it means one less pill to take in the day it's worth it (for me)
And by the way, I'm very interested in the shadow thing you mentioned.. because I find it odd how the descriptions you (or another Gaian) left behind match perfectly what I saw in my shadow thing. I would literally sit next to a nightlight to feel safe.. something a 3 year old would do... but only because that thing was THAT disturbing, The closest image to portray what I see has been M83's album cover art. It was a blurry maybe feathery creature with an elongated nose and red eyes when clearly visible, but most other times it was just a shadow
I once took medications for about 2 years for some issues I had that nobody could pinpoint exactly what it was. The diagnosis started as a typical depression issue and then went to bipolar, manic episodes/ psychosis, and at a certain point delusions and shizophrenia. All of these diagnosis and medications for them would change within a span of a few weeks, so I would take something until the side effects appeared to be worse, and then I would take something for those side effects which made the problem more complex. Worst years of my life. I never imagined myself being in a psych ward, never had a history of abuse or emotional illness, but somehow a small existential crisis about "what am I going to do after highschool?" and a baker act later... this spiraled into a web of convoluted thought processes... That might be similar to how you ended up taking 10 medications?
Along with the psychological side effects, I found out I was allergic to some of them and even had anatomical effects. My appetite fluctuated between medications, I had diahrrea, my skin got bad acne and keloids (some of which I haven't been able to get rid of to this day), and worst of all my liver enzymes were eating away at my insides. I was literally dying because of these damn "medicines"
I don't remember half the crap I took and I don't want to know, but the last thing I remember was getting taken off of valium because of an allergic reaction and being placed on invega. Everything was weened off slowly after that point, and invega was the last to go because it was the most effective mood stabilizer after all the trauma I went through. The doctor wanted me to stay on a certain dosage for another year though but after I reached 6mg (or was it 3?) I weened myself off. I wasn't going to take another year of this hell. Parkinsonism and extreme dry mouth, and a constant trance like state kept me from being able to carry on a normal human to human conversation or encounter and even though that was one of the milder side effects of all the medications I had taken, I just wanted to be free. I wanted to be myself. I wanted the me from two years ago. This wasn't it.
So yes, I could relate. Not to the extent of what you have gone through but because you've taken medications for about 7 times the amount of time I have and for basically the entirety of your life I could only imagine how powerful you've had to become.Despite this, in the short time i had gone through the experiences I felt like I have seen and felt some of the things you described (an 8 year old at a psych ward crying, the shadow thing, and the question of do I want to live) and that's why I've written what I've written. I am not a psychiatrist nor am I telling you what to do, but if I were going through the same experience, I would research into some of the side effects of x medication and the side effects when mixed with y and z medication and desparately try to live with at least one less medication, because that's how hope starts. The withdrawals after getting off a med or slowly taking less of one are expected, but if it means one less pill to take in the day it's worth it (for me)
And by the way, I'm very interested in the shadow thing you mentioned.. because I find it odd how the descriptions you (or another Gaian) left behind match perfectly what I saw in my shadow thing. I would literally sit next to a nightlight to feel safe.. something a 3 year old would do... but only because that thing was THAT disturbing, The closest image to portray what I see has been M83's album cover art. It was a blurry maybe feathery creature with an elongated nose and red eyes when clearly visible, but most other times it was just a shadow