This is my first post here. I have suffered from depression off and on(mostly on) probably since I was a teenager.
I take pristiq and it works---when i take it. When ever I get to feeling better, I tend to think that I do not need the medication after all. Well, as you all probably know, it does not work like that.
During the past year and half, I have been through a lot of family drama; mostly with my daughter who is an alcholic. As far as I can tell she has been without a drink for over a year. I know when she has been drinking because when she is, she has the need to call me and rant and rave at me. This has not happened for some time. So, therefore I am sure she is not drinking.
She is divorced( little over a year now) and is getting married to a man that is old enough to be her father. I know this is her life and i cannot control what she does with her life.
Next thing on my depression list is my husband's health. His health is very, very poor. He suffers from emphysema and COPD. We make frequent trips to the emergency room due to his respiratory problems. Every morning when I wake up, I check to make sure he is still breathing.
And last, but not least----our dog that we had for 13 years died 2 months ago. This I think was the staw that pushed me into the deep dark hole of depression. Everyone tells me to get another dog. But I am so concerned with my husband's health, I feel this should be top priority.
I hate this feeling of being depressed. My husband does not understand. He thinks that if we just get in the car and go for an ice cream cone, all will be better. Well, first of all, I do not even want to get dressed for an ice cream cone event!!!! Plus, I do not need the ice cream. I tend to gain weight when I am depressed, which depresses me even more.
So, here I am, talking to total strangers on the internet about my depression.