Hello Prozac!

I last wrote that I was feeling negative and tired. Here we are in the middle of summer, it's gorgeous out, and I am dragging my butt around slower than a slug. This all-too-familiar feeling is called depression. I've suffered from it since I was a child.

I'm disappointed that my first experiment with Prozac did not end happily ever after. I took it for the prescribed period of time, felt happy for the first time in my life last year, and then anticipated a smooth landing as I came off of it earlier this year. Sadly, as the drug disappeared from my system the clouds gathered and I've been living in a heavy, hopeless fog since June.

Anti-depressants definitely have a stigma attached to them, even though something crazy like 1 in 10 adult women in North America are on them. As a person who is predominantly identified with spirit, I definitely feel torn about choosing to go back onto anti-depressant drugs. After all, surely depression is not possible in a state of enlightenment! But I am humbled and over-powered by my body's chemical imbalances. And after 50 years of trying to overcome depression by natural means, I concede I have failed to do it through exercise, diet, natural supplements and meditation.

The time is now for me to get on with what I came to do and looking ahead, I am resolved to clear the fog that hinders me by whatever means is necessary. Hello Prozac!