I vividly remember a day many years ago. I was quite pregnant with Ethan, and my mom, Aunt Bev, and I were doing a fundraising walk. I just didn't feel well that day... headache, nauseous, just very blah. My mom finally said, "Why don't you take some Tylenol?" I did, and I felt better. It honestly never occurred to me to take something, because I never took ANY medications.
Fast forward to 2010. My sister gets sick. Sleep is minimal, stress is through the roof. I started having headaches. Likely tension headaches. I took Excedrin. It worked. Then a few months later, reality set in of our new life with Leslie, and depression hit hard and furious. I saw my physician. Now I had antidepressants added. Due to my anxiety that I had since I was very young, I was having a lot of trouble sleeping, and I felt super stressed all day long. My doctor added an anti-anxiety medication, as well as a medication for insomnia.
I went from taking NOTHING, to taking 5 pills at night for mood and sleep, and then most days I will take half of an anti-anxiety medication, as well as something for a headache, because I get them more days than not.
What. the. heck. What happened to me? Why I have I become so reliant on a medication to make me who I am?
I have no clue how to get out of this routine, but I am SO determined.
It's time for ME to be back in control.