2019 Michelle:
This was originally written in 2017 when I first had the notion of writing down my experiences living with mental illness. I remembered that I wrote these words this past weekend, when I ran out of medication, and had to spend Sunday meds free. I figure it’s about time this story saw the light of day. It may be a few years old, but the message is still true. Sometimes I feel like a junkie.
2017 Michelle:
I was out of town in Kansas City with my family, and I couldn’t believe how much fun I was having. Life had been really stressful. This was the break I so desperately needed. The third day of the trip I was able to sleep in. It was glorious. Feeling refreshed I got out of bed, threw on clothes, and left to explore the new city I was in. After about 15 minutes of exploring I felt a slight “buzz” in my head. At that moment I realized that I had not taken my medication.
I take daily medication for anxiety and depression. Everyday I wake up to a big beautiful 60MG pill of Duloxetine. Duloxetine is a pill that is used to treat anxiety and depression by balancing out the serotonin and norepinephrine levels in the brain. It is known as a serotonin-norepinephrine reuptake inhibitor (SNRI). To be clear, I love my medication. It is part of the reason I feel human, and function on a daily basis. I always take it, except for those few days out of the year where for some reason my routine is broken. When I don’t take my medication my body reacts in a frantic manner. My head begins to “buzz”, I am in a constant state of nausea and dizziness, my thoughts become jumbled, and I have no appetite. As a result my anxiety kicks in. I loose the will, and the want, to function. When these days occur, and I am lost in my own anxious filled mind, sometimes I wonder if this means that I’m a junkie? Am I a Duloxetine junkie?
A trusted Doctor, with the approval of a trusted therapist, prescribed me my medication. The first time I took the pill I felt an immediate difference. I was happy again. I was no longer in the constant state of anxiety that my old medication had left me in. I no longer feared getting out of bed, and the thought of eating sounded appealing again. I felt like me. After a few weeks of observation by my doctor and therapist, it was clear this new medication was just what I needed, and I agreed. I still agree.
I am not defined solely on my medication. I have found that it wasn’t the medication itself that was making me feel better. It was part of it, but not the whole. Therapy is amazing. A good therapist can do just as much, or even more than a pill. Great networks of friends help remind me that I am loved when I feel so lost. Working out on a regular basis kicks all the anxiety and depression I have in the butt. It helps me restore balance to my brain in a natural healthy way. As does all the water I drink. It helps flush out my body, and allows it to maintain its balance.
I may feel like a junkie, but my medication is not the sole reason why I feel good and human. As mentioned, it is part of it, but the lifestyle I choose to lead plays a huge part in my daily struggle as well. I am not a junkie because I feel side effects from a medication. Even though it can be tough when I miss a day, you will never hear me say that I am not thankful for my medication. I know it is just a part of the process that allows me to be a conqueror.
After realizing I hadn’t taken my pill that day, I immediately told my mother, and she asked me what I wanted to do. I told her I wanted to keep exploring this new beautiful city I was in. The side effects came, but I was confident that with a little self-care, I could push through.
Resources
If you have questions about how to get help for you or a loved one, check out Mental Health America’s Finding Help page. Mental Health America provides resources on how to best find affordable mental health care through out the United States.
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