Bit of a ramble;
Started Setraline last year when all the shit with my ex kicked off. Wasn’t sleeping, couldn’t focus at work. Told the GP I needed something to help me sleep, wasn’t until my GF picked up the prescription and asked why id been prescribed SSRIs I realised! Quality doctoring there.
Anyway, didn’t really touch the sides at first, just made me tired. Amped up to 100mg/day and everything was great, but too great, no focus, no drive, still tired. Productivity went through the floor and I lost my job. Work were understanding but also not a charity. Luckily ended up in a better job, was open about my situation and they’ve been great. Came down to 50mg and seemed in a good place. Then was stupid enough to try and come off cos I was feeling great and went fucking mental, lost a mate cos of shit I said whilst mental. Got back on the Sertaline and court case came to and end and am in a good place. Wish I could fucking cum regularly, but I guess you can’t have everything.
Not sure I’m where I want to be. Diet is fucked. Smoking and drug intake is fucked. But I’m productive at work, the intrusive thoughts have stopped (but will reappear if I miss a pill) and my penis is at about 40%.
Never wanted to be on SSRIs, now feel I can’t drop them. Need a bit of the unhappiness to drive me to get off my ass and make the healthy changes, but scared of losing what I’ve got.
Ain’t mental health shit?
Sorry for the ramble.