I’m a bit grumpy lately — I’ve had some really stupid severe anxiety spikes. Like, one I would have called a full-on attack, even if I didn’t have the racing heart or anything. It was just… really elevated anxiety for several hours with no root cause (and that all the chamomile tea in the world wouldn’t touch). I keep telling myself that this too shall pass, but yanno… wish it would pass faster.
I think the culprit is likely the upped dose of sertraline (Zoloft). I vaguely remember that when I started taking it, I had a month of really gross physical and mental feelings. I could probably go read back, but I’ve not really mustered the spoonage for that. When I restarted after Littlerbit was born, I didn’t have any problems. It started doing its do pretty much right away with no period of ill effects. I think. I’m pretty sure. Does that make sense though, that it could be making things a bit worse temporarily? If it doesn’t start calming back down in the next week or two, I’ll probably call the psychiatrist… if I can find the spoons to deal with the phone. I hate phones.
I’m also aware that this is about the point where everything got on top of me after Littlebit was born in 2009. While I’ve not felt particularly postpartum-y atop my normal mental state, it seems possible that I could be experiencing a similar peak of crappiness. I know, every pregnancy is different, blah blah, but that doesn’t mean there can’t be annoying similarities.
Ah well, at least I’ve got one of my favourite addictions to help me cope until it passes, so woo for that. Counting the good things, yanno? 🙂
Hope everyone is well out there.