Depression – Side Effects of Antidepressants
I remember when I finally decided to get medical help for my depression. It was after many years of denying that I was depressed. I remember exactly where I was…it was on the deck of our house. My husband was the one who finally said to me, “Aren’t you tired of being depressed?” I called my doctor and began the process. I had to talk to an LICSW (social worker) who then referred me to a psychiatrist who was the one with the prescription pad. At the time, I had no idea about the side effects of antidepressants.
I was so psyched once I made the decision. I just knew the drugs would make me feel happy. They told me it would take at least two weeks for the antidepressants to do their thing. Ok. Then I would feel happy. I couldn’t wait…the promise of the drugs had given me hope to feel better.
They didn’t make me feel happy. What they did was level me off so I didn’t feel so badly, but they also loaded me up with a lot of nasty of side effects!
All prescription drugs come with side effects. The ads on TV usually play happy music while they tell you the prescription drug of the day can destroy your liver, you can have a stroke or get cancer from whatever they’re promoting. The side effects of anti-depressants are many, and according to the fine print on the prescription leaflets they include:
- increased appetite and weight gain
- loss of sexual desire and other sexual problems, such as erectile dysfunctionand decreased orgasm
- fatigue and drowsiness
- dry mouth
- blurred vision
Lovely. That they cause anxiety strikes me as weird. Why would you trade depression for anxiety? The answer is you wouldn’t.
For me, the side effects of antidepressants were feeling muddy thought-wise… like my head was made of jello, yawning, vivid dreams and nightmares, waves of nausea from food odors…I just didn’t feel sharp, and I didn’t feel like myself. Most disappointing…I didn’t feel happy.
I tried to make antidepressants work for me and solve my depression with more than a couple of tries. I admit I now have a real problem with turning to drugs to solve a health issue. Especially after having tried to do it without success; with failure actually.
I wish someone, anyone back then had told me to try changing my diet; changing what I was eating to see if I could change how I was feeling. That’s why I’m putting myself out there to tell you. I wish someone had dared to be transparent as I am trying to be for you.
You are what you eat. It’s a true statement. I tried to eat well and eat healthy for all I knew at the time. The truth for me turned out to be that I felt like crap because I was eating crap.
Learning to eat well does not happen by reading an article in Better Homes or Mademoiselle (is that mag still around?) It’s a learning process of peeling back the layers of what the processed food industry wants to to believe is healthy food. If you really want to take the short route, it’s clearing out all the questionable stuff and getting down to the basics of healthy whole food to take the fast route to feeling better and being healthier.
I’m not a doctor, so I can’t say I can cure you or give medical advice. I can say I cured myself, and I definitely can tell you how I did it.
Helping you achieve Major Wellness in your life!
Cheryl A Major, CNWC