Text 22 Feb Doctors.

I, well, my mom, made me a doctor’s appointment today. She didn’t call the one I wanted, which is my fault, but after not sleeping at all yesterday, I ended up sleeping until 12 and I knew that I wouldn’t wake up to make my own appointment. I slept through like 8 calls from AT&T trying to get me to convert to their internet. Yeah, it felt good to sleep. Anyway, I went to try and get a handle on my anxiety. I wanted some Xanax or something that was fast acting, that would calm me down enough to function. Instead, I got two antidepressants. I’m not depressed. I’ve been given antidepressants before for anxiety and instead if doing anything for my anxiety, it made me depressed. I specifically said I was not comfortable taking an antidepressant. I know enough about them to know that I’m going to end up depressed, and anxious, if I take them. Anxiety and depression do not go hand in hand for me. Sure, I have bad days and I get down in the dumps, but I haven’t suffered from depression since I actually stopped taking antidepressants. I don’t want to have to take something everyday because I’m not anxious everyday. And I also know that I can’t just stop taking these pills.. If I stop, it’s going to get worse.

I’m pissed.. My mom is pissed.. I don’t understand why no one has listened to me since my old doctor left.

I understand that some antidepressants are used for anxiety too, but I stand by the whole “if it isn’t broke, don’t fix it” saying. Why would you give someone who isn’t depressed antidepressants knowing full well that they can cause depression and anxiety?


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