Originally Posted by
Fleeting Angel
If you felt better on the meds, why don't you take them again? You deserve to be happy, everyone does. I got the impression that you stopped taking the meds because you didn't like what other people thought about it. is that right?
I always try to not worry about what other people think. I can understand though how those labels could bother you. I refused to believe I was depressed for the longest time. It wasn't until I was close to rock bottom that I finally went on meds and began to get my life back.
I'm not trying to imply that my experience has anything to do with your life. I actually wanted to give you some advice of what I'd do in your situation.
If you have not been diagnosed medically with anything people are suggesting you have then they need to accept this fact. If being on the meds makes you happier then they should accept this too. I'm not a doctor but I have heard that some people are born with abnormally low levels of neurotransmitters in their brain. These control your level of happiness and are directly effected by meds like Fluoxetine.
Does this make any sense? Just stick by what your doctor has diagnosed you with (or in this case hasn't) and don't let other people in your life try to diagnose you with anything. And if the meds make your life better than take them and be happy.
Thanks so much for taking the time to try & help.
I'm not taking meds for anything I don't have. People don't just feel down & started taking meds, otherwise everyone would be taking them.
I'm miserble beyond words, lonely beyond belief. And I find it insulting to be told I'm "fine" & then be put on meds. I'm still feeling as bad, if it worse than I was before. My vocabulary is failing, it's physically painful to talk, hurts to walk, I'm putting on so much weight. I wake up every day to a warm, small, isolated room. I just start listening to music, which makes me feel okay for a few hours. Then I start talking to myself, because I get so so lonely that I just have to at least pretend I'm not. I live in frustration, because not having a pair of eyes to look into, or a anothers precense is so so heart breaking.
After this, if anyone else posts, I'm probably just going to get a whole lot of "get dressed" "go outside" like it's easy.. Well it's not, I have NOWHERE to go. Would you like me to go to the city, and just stand there? I'd probably break down.
Listen, I may seem angry, but I live in such misery. I'm not taking meds for something I don't have. I love the way I don't fit into ANY catagory.
Meaning I have no excuse for my condition, it's all my fault. Imagine...
Job Hirer: So you live in solitude?
Me: Well, It's not my fault, I've always been lonely.
Job Hirer: Oh, I presume you suffer from depression?
Me: No, actually I just feel down so I don't get dressed or leave the house..
Job Hirer: Well then.. grab a shovel and start digging! And if you don't dig fast enough, your fired! Got that boy?
Then I'll grow old.. so so so so old & fragile. All alone. All by myself, I can hold the tears back now, but all i'll ever do is cry, cry, cry, cry. Because of how ****ing lonely i've been for my entire life. It would be better if I just died somewhat happy in my 20's to serve a life without purpose.
I'm so desperate, desperate beyond words. I'm not just saying this, I'm tired of living this way, and I KNOW for a fact I can't do this alone.
People seem to think it's my fault, because I don't make an effort. I've had people to tell me to kill myself, because they're SO SO SO SO SO ANGRY!!!! At how I don't make the effort.I offend people by isolating myself.
Even if I did kill myself, all that would happen is some stupid people would put an internet tribute up of me, and people would troll for comments..
So much for "melancholy" huh?
God send me down an angel or something, I'm so weak, and I'm getting weaker. I actually sometimes got dressed & washed when I was on meds. Now I'm more miserable than before & all my old anger problems from 3 years ago are now back.
I don't want to stop typing, because I'm just going to go back to being lonely again, but I'm gonna run out of room. Help me.