This is a Really Real Mental Health Post.
Medication changes are a game of Russian Roulette.
Sometimes, trying to help one problem and succeeding, can flare another.
I started on a new medication a few weeks ago. It worked wonderfully for its intended use and could, long term, make a significant difference in my ability to focus and follow through with things.
But there were immediate downsides.
I was more emotionally reactive and as it wore off I crashed and just wanted to sleep.
We played with dosages and timing, and my body adjusted and those side effects are less noticeable.
But instead I’m noticing other little things. Not only can I focus in class and get my assignments submitted early, I’m working on homework for two weeks ahead.
I’m focusing more on my blog, more on how to find work, more on how to make things work, and more on all of this at the same time.
I’m having a harder time falling asleep some nights. And I’m waking up more often throughout the night. Yesterday I was awake for almost 24 hours straight.
When I do crash, I crash hard, and sometimes I’m sleeping for 10-12 hours.
I’m overthinking all of the things. I’m in my head a lot and my anxiety is on overdrive.
Basically, I feel myself moving towards hypomania.
But it’s really hard to say if this is entirely medication related. Late February through early April is when things get the worst for me. This seasonal shift causes depression and mania and mixed mood episodes for me every year.
And the thing is, I don’t WANT it to be the medication, because it’s helping, and I can take it as needed to focus and I like finally being able to focus. It’s a whole new world for me to sit at a lecture and watch the teacher and fully absorb what he is saying instead of being off in left field thinking about what I’m making for dinner that night.
But I also don’t want to be awake for 24 hours stressing about everything that my anxiety can drag up.
I don’t want to blow up my Facebook with post after post about things that I may regret the following day.
I don’t want to overthink everything that everyone says to the point that I’m going in circles.
I don’t want to try to solve all of my problems at once, when I know that’s not possible anyway.
I don’t want to feel this way.
Trying to solve one problem will often start another. Or, it could just be the natural swing of things. Or both.
I guess time will tell.