Day 19

by dennisedmons

Thoughts on the Mayo Clinic’s page on antidepressants. You can find the full page here.

As I was perusing it, looking out at the grey clouds outside, a grey that seemed to permeate into my brain, regardless of how much I try to intuitively tell myself that it’s all seasonal, it’s all in my head, etc., I realized that holy shit there are a bunch of things out there.

My recent history:

My doctor had prescribed my sertraline (a cheap version of zoloft), and he thought that I was having some trouble with serotonin. That’s fine. But when I started taking it, everything in the whole world seemed to be viewed through a clear lens of molasses, if that makes sense. So on to the next drug. We didn’t do what the Mayo clinic (and the pharmaceutical companies) wanted—we quit early. Then we jumped on the bupropion train.

Bupropion is Wellbutrin for people with no money, basically. It’s the same stuff they put in Zyban, which helps people quit smoking, basically by altering the way your brain makes and receives dopamine. It was fine, but I walked around with a boner (I’m sorry for being crass, but it’s true), and food tasted like, well, cardboard. It seemed to limit my highs and assist with my lows, but not in the extreme way that sertraline did. But in the end, I felt, a little off.

Don’t get me wrong; this is not a blog to bash depressed people. Many of my friends have benefitted or are benefitting from sertraline (one of the more prescribed drugs on the market), but it just wasn’t right for me.

So here I go, clear-headed but a little blue… Reminding myself that there’s a lot of love in this world. If only it was as in-my-face as these grey clouds.

4 aspects of improvement:

  • physical: 15 minutes of exercise and lots of good food
  • mental: I read about 50 pages of a pretty interesting nonfiction book
  • emotional: trying to mindfully experience life instead of mindlessly reacting
  • spiritual: 10 minutes of meditation after breakfast