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Sep. 30th, 2003 04:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elvendolli started taking st. john's wort last night.
i don't know whether its psychosomatic or if i'm sensitive to it, but it always starts helping in less time then its "supposed to"
typically, i'd say its entirely psychosomatic if it wasn't for my first experience with it.
i'd been clinically depressed since i was 15 or so and determined to fight it on my own.
by the time i was 19, i couldn't imagine life without depression. i remember when an acquaintance told me i wouldn't know what to do with myself if it ever lifted - in his perception, i'd adopted it that much into my personality. i remember when i was shocked when![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jedi told me it isn't normal to think about jumping under the rails whenever waiting for the T. i remember sitting outside my brighton house, talking to kittypie on the phone and realizing that my life is going great and there is no reason for me not to be happy.
then, the anxiety attacks started. they were crippling. and my mom convinced me to take st. john's wort. and when i did, within a month, the depression lifted along with the anxiety. it was like someone taking a heavy wool blanket off from my world, when i didn't even know it was wearing one.
this doesn't mean that st. john's wort makes me all better - but it does help a lot.
through the research that i've done, it looks like i have plenty of time to consider the bc options, as, assol3 pointed out, it wouldn't be the best idea to be on a hormonal bc while futzing with prescription antidepressant, and i won't have time to get/recover from an iud any time before my class is over in mid December.
i slept oddly for a part of last night because the car decided that the center of the bed is an amazing place to sleep. when she does this while i'm awake, i move her over, but once i fall asleep, i become incapable of 'inconveniencing' her, and spent a good portion of the night trying to get enough blanket on me without throwing her off the bed.
i woke up on time, but didn't need to be at work until an hour past my usual start time - forced myself to get up showered, checked email/lj, ate breakfast(!!) and took st. john's wort (never do that on an empty stomach - one lesson i learned the hard way once)
and while i am more awake today, i can't say the process is worth my while on mornings when i have to be here for 8:30.
i found a junior high friend on friendster today. we dropped contact when she got into an email spat withkittypie back in the day, but it was just a sign of greater differences. it'd be neat to see if she'll friend me, and where she is in life. its weird how people i've felt close to never pass out of my life - i distinctly remember doing a web search for her after 9/11 to make sure she's still okay.
and there was more, but it seems to be hiding now...
i don't know whether its psychosomatic or if i'm sensitive to it, but it always starts helping in less time then its "supposed to"
typically, i'd say its entirely psychosomatic if it wasn't for my first experience with it.
i'd been clinically depressed since i was 15 or so and determined to fight it on my own.
by the time i was 19, i couldn't imagine life without depression. i remember when an acquaintance told me i wouldn't know what to do with myself if it ever lifted - in his perception, i'd adopted it that much into my personality. i remember when i was shocked when
jedi told me it isn't normal to think about jumping under the rails whenever waiting for the T. i remember sitting outside my brighton house, talking to kittypie on the phone and realizing that my life is going great and there is no reason for me not to be happy.then, the anxiety attacks started. they were crippling. and my mom convinced me to take st. john's wort. and when i did, within a month, the depression lifted along with the anxiety. it was like someone taking a heavy wool blanket off from my world, when i didn't even know it was wearing one.
this doesn't mean that st. john's wort makes me all better - but it does help a lot.
through the research that i've done, it looks like i have plenty of time to consider the bc options, as, as
sol3 pointed out, it wouldn't be the best idea to be on a hormonal bc while futzing with prescription antidepressant, and i won't have time to get/recover from an iud any time before my class is over in mid December.i slept oddly for a part of last night because the car decided that the center of the bed is an amazing place to sleep. when she does this while i'm awake, i move her over, but once i fall asleep, i become incapable of 'inconveniencing' her, and spent a good portion of the night trying to get enough blanket on me without throwing her off the bed.
i woke up on time, but didn't need to be at work until an hour past my usual start time - forced myself to get up showered, checked email/lj, ate breakfast(!!) and took st. john's wort (never do that on an empty stomach - one lesson i learned the hard way once)
and while i am more awake today, i can't say the process is worth my while on mornings when i have to be here for 8:30.
i found a junior high friend on friendster today. we dropped contact when she got into an email spat with
kittypie back in the day, but it was just a sign of greater differences. it'd be neat to see if she'll friend me, and where she is in life. its weird how people i've felt close to never pass out of my life - i distinctly remember doing a web search for her after 9/11 to make sure she's still okay.and there was more, but it seems to be hiding now...
