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Oh, I agree - though my mom took me to a counsellor as a kid - was put in with a group of girls my own age - and the counsellor soon realized that my problems did not belong in that - that my problems were parental. So, into counselling with my mom - and that didn't work. Apparently, I just avoided the generation of throwing pills at mental and emotional problems.
And I should be on meds for being manic-depressive - but - they make me into a zombie and I don't want to lose my happy swings just to not have crying jags.
So yup, self-medicating, and if I'm a dependent pervert, well....most folks who know me, know that's half right
And I should be on meds for being manic-depressive - but - they make me into a zombie and I don't want to lose my happy swings just to not have crying jags.
So yup, self-medicating, and if I'm a dependent pervert, well....most folks who know me, know that's half right
Ditto. Everything they have put me on to "regulate the extremes of my emotions" has left me flatlined emotionally. No sad, but no happy either. My feelings toward my loved ones were even dulled, which is a VERY BAD THING when you're a mother of two. The cure was worse than the disease. So if every once in a while mommy withdraws into games or books, I still take care of and love them during that time. Having me a little distracted and grumpy sometimes has been way better than the drug induced constant daze that Zoloft and Prozac put me into. I'm not saying the meds are bad for everyone, at all times, but I do think that they are overprescribed, and that a little escapism isn't a bad way to deal with things if you can still function.
