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Hmm, let's see. I've dealt with depression for, sadly, most of my life. I've been on medication for it, in one form or another, since 1996. I find that it really does get worse around a certain time of the month. It was entertained at one point that I had PMDD, but it didn't stick. Right before I got married (say a month and a half or so) and through the first year almost of marriage I had severe anxiety that manifested itself in severe and daily vomiting. It was fucking horrible. It got to the point that I didn't want to eat because I knew it was only a matter of time before it would come back up. On our honeymoon I was so sick I had to see an MD and I threw up to the point of having severe dehydration. Score!
The Dr. back in the States I first went to put me on Buspar which was a joke. I finally went to another Dr. and was put on Klonopin and Lexapro in daily doses. The Klonopin did wonders for helping initially, but I developed a tolerance for it, so was weaned off. The Lexapro helped with anxiety, but caused issues b/c it screwed with my libido. At this point Wellbutrin (my anti-depressant of choice) was reinstated along with the Lexapro. My husband left me, the anxiety went away, I stopped the Lexapro a few months later and now am on just the Wellbutrin (I admit I'm not so great at remembering to take it everyday, shame on me) I rarely have anxiety attacks anymore, and never throw up unless I am sick.
I can pretty much tell now when life is going to feel really shitty, and can talk myself through it. It usually lasts three or four days at a time and then I feel OK again. I can't say I ever feel fan-fucking-tastic, but I often wonder if anyone does?
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