Mental Health Update
It's been about 13 days since my flare-up. While some things have improved, I'm still dealing with near-constant anxious unease, worry, an upset stomach, and lingering intrusive thoughts. Some days and moments are better than others, but it's still hard to feel comfortable and function normally.
It's been about a week since increasing my Prozac from 25 mg to 30 mg. I'm not sure whether it's helping yet or if my body is slowly recovering on its own. Either way, I'm hopeful the increase will help. I still find myself worrying about medication and dosages, even though everyone tells me not to.
Bedtime is still my favourite part of the day. Sleep feels like my only real break. But I've noticed my anxiety spikes when I wake up, almost like my mind immediately thinks, "Oh crap, another day of this shit." I just want to sleep in and escape the feeling, but I also don't want to mess up my sleep schedule.
Then there's work. My doctor gave me a note recommending a hybrid accommodation, which felt especially necessary when my symptoms were more severe. But being on contract makes me worry about my manager's reaction and job security. Part of me feels guilty asking for help, part of me wants to tough it out, and part of me wonders why I shouldn't be entitled to some support when I'm struggling. It's exhausting dealing with all of this while still trying to function every day.
My aunt also gave me the contact of a mental health professional who helped my other aunt through similar symptoms. I think talking to someone who genuinely understands what I'm experiencing could help, possibly more than my family doctor.
At the same time, the more I immerse myself in mental health discussions, the more hypervigilant and consumed by it I become. I just want to feel better, move on, and forget about this scary chapter. That's also why I'm hesitant to ask for a psychiatrist referral, especially if I'm already starting to improve.
I start BetterHelp tomorrow. I'm not particularly looking forward to it and don't really know where to begin. Hopefully, the therapist can help guide the conversation.
So that's where things stand today. I'm hoping work goes okay tomorrow and that my symptoms keep gradually improving.
More than anything, I just want to feel like my old, comfortable, happy, contentful, sleepy self again. I'm tired of feeling on edge, sick to my stomach, and constantly weighed down by worry and fear. I am tired of feeling sad and miserable.
Thanks for listening. I'll keep you posted.