Hi Everyone,
I just felt the need to check in. I don't know why. I've just felt so touched at the heart by those of you who responded with such loving interest yesterday. (You, who don't even know me.) And the invisible hugs, well, I felt them. I really did!
Anyway, I found out today my doctor wants to switch my antidepressant medication from Zoloft to Effexor. I'm kinda wondering if anyone out there has taken it? And if it helped? I know it's fairly new; only approved by the FDA since 1997.
Realistically, I know no antidepressant is going to take away my problems, answer all my questions, or put the blinder back over my eyes as far as "seeing reality." But maybe with the right medication, I can face reality without being overwhelmed, my doubts without guilt, my dreams without fear. I know I can't go through life being so darn sensitive. Feeling emotions TOO MUCH. Y'know, I EXHAUST myself. And maybe those around me.
I'm hoping the right medication can help me keep my emotional balance while I'm dealing with the inconsistencies and discrepancies I'm seeing in the organization. I just want to be able to figure out how to best handle this new awareness without going off the deep end, feeling betrayed or abandoned, or getting overwhelmingly confused by so many differing viewpoints.
I have this awful feeling I sound like a Polyanna (pansyass). I don't mean to. The truth is, I've been living in "Candyland" for a very long time (over 30 years). Not just with the organization, but with LIFE IN GENERAL. Sometimes, it seems my life has been one big dream that I've only just awakened from. Like being reborn in midlife and waking up to a big, wide world that I don't understand, and with so many contrasting beliefs, I can't take them in, sort them out, etc. Like SENSORY OVERLOAD!
I try really hard to be responsible and act like an adult. But sometimes I feel that inside this 37-year-old woman's body is a small, scared child. And while I need to be grown up, responsible, and wise, sometimes all I want is for someone to love me and keep me safe. Someone or something that can keep me in a safe, warm, cocoon and never let anything bad happen to me ever again. I know that's normal for a child. Not so normal for a grown woman. But it's true.
I realize now I've looked to others to be my hope, my wise counselor, my guru. Maybe I've looked to the organization to be that for me. To my husband. Maybe even to you. And yet I know it isn't your job to fix my life. Only I can do it. But the task is like a mountain. Like a gigantic mountain, and I am wearing only sandals, and not cleats.
I guess what I'm asking is: Will you stay there with me while I sort things out? (Reading my postings and responding?) And if I sound like a scared kid, please try to understand.
Even if I'm self-absorbed right now, with my own problems, I love each one of you who has responded. I love you already because you cared enough to reach beyond yourself. Maybe someday, I can do the same for you.
Thank You