Antidepressants: the saga ends

Yes I know that was quick, but it’s too late to rethink my use of the word saga, so what are you going to do?  I wrote a piece about antidepressants around a month ago, which would be worth reading if you haven’t already.  After 15 years on one pill of another, I decided to give them the push, and see how life was without them. After the initial withdrawal symptoms, I felt fantastic!  I had more energy, I wanted to do things, and talk to people and I felt amazing.  My sex drive came back and I’m not embarrassed […]

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Antidepressants: the saga begins

I remember when I first started taking antidepressants.  It was perhaps 15 years ago after I’d had my first child at just 17.  I was vilified for being a teenage mum, and for a multitude of reasons (including attitudes towards this Mum still in braces, by the medical staff of all people) believed that because I felt the way I did, I was failing as a mother.  It was in fact post natal depression.  Not my first dance with depression, which haunted me all my teenage years, even before my son came along.  I saw my doctor when my son […]

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