Just call me Weepy McWeepatlot. I’m weaning down to a lower dose of my main antidepressant, I’ve only just started and it’s going very slowly and very gently.
I am a very sensitive person in more ways than one. Medications are always trial and error. The high dose I was on is great for me emotionally, but means I can’t take Triptan medication to try and get my chronic migraine managed. So thus, we are lowering my dosage to try for a balance between the two treatments.
Anyway, I’m weepy. And a little low. And it feels horrible. I sat in our Christian meeting and cried multiple times this morning, so embarrassing, although I’m sure no one noticed – thank you long, scruffy hair that hides my face!!!
I’ll keep persisting with the weaning process, if my mood stays low I’ll call my doctor next week and see what game plans we can come up with. In the meantime, Weepy McWeepatlot sounds like a fitting new title.