Well, I am. I think, in retrospect, I've always been a bit...well I go through periods of depression. Then periods of not depressed - those are great, but I think I've always been more moody/irritable/intolerant than other people are. My ex husband was OCD/bipolar and I refused to go on meds just to live with him, but I was definately depressed. I jumped into my work, always being an overachiever, etc...
I'm remarried to a wonderful man, and a few weeks ago we had a heart to heart and he said he didn't like that I was depressed and wanted me to take a break from work. I was overwhelmed at work and just sleeping all the time when I was off, not doing the things I like, etc... So, ok, I took a 2 month leave. My Dr started me on Lexapro (and gave me Xanax/Ambien which I don't take - kinda have a thing about not wanting to take pills). I feel like I should be able to kick this without pills, you know? I mean, life's hard, where a helmet, but ok, I took the Lexapro - increasing it after a week.
I think I'm more depressed now than I was. I'm not doing any of my hobbies, I'm sleeping more than I was (which is hard to believe), I'm not motivated, and my libido is non-existent (so hubby is starting to notice).
I'm going to call my Dr on Monday to get the Lexapro changed. I have to go back to work in another month to a job I hate, where I have way more work than everyone else, no recognition, etc... Other than that though, my life is good - so I can't figure out what I really have to be sad about. I have a great hubby, a great family, etc...
It's taken me a long time to admit I'm depressed - this is really the first time I've said Ok, I need help. I hate it though. I don't want to be depressed. I want to just put my big girl panties on and be normal.



