My sister is into herbal medications and eastern medicine. I try and appease her at times and try these alternatives. I myself, am a western medicine type of gal. I don't judge the ones taking herbs, and the ones taking herbs should not judge me for taking the medications that supposedly can slowly kill my liver, kidneys, probably spleen, and might possibly cause heart attack or stroke. Okay, we have gotten that out of the way: I have admitted that I have been told about the possible danger that I could be in from digesting pills that have been FDA approved.
I have two problems that need medical attention. One I no longer need the medicine for and the other will never be cured. Anxiety has been cured but used to cause attacks that seriously disrupted my life, and then there is constipation.
Let's start with anxiety. I have been anxious for thirty six years. It used to be that after an anxiety attack the emotion called anger would rear its ugly head. Put it this way. You did not want to steal my parking spot in the grocery store lot. I could go from zero to sixty in a half a second. Nothing I am proud of, just reality.
Anti-depression medicine and anti-anxiety medicine contain SSRI's. Which stands for, Selective Norepinephrine Reuptake Inhibitors. Maybe that means the SSRI's inhibit your ability to selectively take up depression or anxiety again! Basically these medications that contain SSRI's increase your serotonin levels.
Okay, so, we now are made to think that our depression and anxiety is chemical related. Maybe it is. But I also wonder if my mother wasn't killed when I was three and if I wasn't raised by an alcoholic would I need these medications at times? Did my chemical make-up go haywire when mom dropped dead and everytime dad took another drink of vodka? Or was I already chemically imbalanced before her death and dad's love affaid with Kettle One? Now if my anxiety started after my mom's death you could give me a placebo and I would be fine. Can you measure serotonin levels in a person to see if they are chemically imbalanced or just the product of a screwed up environment? I wonder!
Zoloft and I were great friends on and off for eight years. I finally had enough with biting my tongue trying to control my emotions and cage the tiger. It was probably because my tongue had to surgically stitched back on when a woman cut in front of me at the cleaners! Just kidding. Anyway, what truly sent me searching for drug relief was anxiety attacks.
My sister decided zoloft was detrimental to my health. I ask what is more detrimental: sitting in a corner crying and unable to move coupled with road rage or taking a pill that can relax my emotions and help me think rationally at times! I have seen therapist. I agree therapy can maybe help for couples counseling, but for me, I already know everything they are telling me, but it is hard to change a brain that has been thinking the same over and over for thirty nine years! Everytime I went I wanted to say, "Uh, yay, no shit! Can you give me an exercise that works."
Back to zoloft. I went off zolof for my sister. Going off the medication is a huge deal. You have to wean yourself. It took a month. The next two months I took herbal supplements. I tried meditating, but as you can tell, my mind won't quiet itself in the dark for two minutes let alone ten. So, I just acted very calm. I figured I am taking herbal supplements, I am fine. The herbs have been around for centuries. I doubt cave women were needing zoloft though. Then one day, a fight with the ex-husband, a fight with the boyfriend, wild children and one lady in a green stinkin van that couldn't drive pulled my tiger out of its cage. I sat there and had a discussion with myself. As I was trying to control the tiger my anxiety kicked in! Yuck!
I ran to the pharmacy and said, "I need my prescription refilled NOW PLEASE!" The nice lady whispered, "Do you mean your zoloft." I said loudly, "Yes my zoloft, no need to whisper. It is not like I am asking for heroin."
All of this happened a few years ago. I am now off zoloft. A lot of things have clicked with me in the last few years. I helped myself, finally, and changed my life. I gained control, and it wasn't easy. I am here to say if you need the medication take it! Don't be embarrassed or ashamed. It is there for a reason, to help you get through your life.
I am not taking any herbs for anxiety,but I can tell you they did nothing for me. They might for you, but zoloft is what worked for me!
I will have to talk about constipation meds tomorrow. We have baseball, a dog that needs a walk and cats that need their litter changed!
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