Cautiously Optimistic
It seems like it has been years since I felt like a normal, content human being. But for the past few days, I’ve actually felt decent. Not exuberant or anything, mind you, but decent. And I guess that’s a good start.
I’m hoping the Prozac that the doctor put me on is finally starting to work its magic. I’d rather not have to take antidepressants, but if they help, I’ll do it. I don’t feel like I need to go to drug rehab just because I need something to help me maintain some resemblance of sanity.
One good thing about it is that I haven’t had much in the way of those dreaded Prozac side effects. I did have a few days when all I wanted to do is sleep, but that has subsided. I’m still tired a lot, but I was like that before I started taking it.
Anyway, I’m hopeful that the stuff is finally starting to make a difference. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the good mood holds up.
