Anxiety kicked my ass yesterday. I’ve been on Sertraline and Promethazine sleeping tablets for 2 months and I’ve felt amazing since taking them… but yesterday I took a nose dive.
Isn’t it funny how it can creep up on you, out of no where and completely immobilise you. It’s the sick feeling in my gut and not knowing why. Scratching my brain thinking ‘what are you trying to tell me’.
Not everyday is going to be a good day, that’s what I have realised. Even though the medication is wonderful and helps, I’m still going to have those days where I feel defeated. And that’s okay. Just got to ride it. I told myself last night before I went to sleep ‘tomorrow is a new day’ and it was. So far my day has been productive and fantastic!
For years I said no to medication. I didn’t want to numb myself- I wanted to feel it and to overcome it on my own- not rely on little white pills to feel happy. It sounds awful but I’m glad I reached that point because I finally said ‘
duck this, I need help’. So if any of you reading this are apprehensive about taking medication or seeking help, that’s absolutely okay.. but just know if there is ever a time you need medication and help, you aren’t being weak and it isn’t embarrassing. You have to do what you have to, to take care of yourself because you matter!
anyway- I’ve drivelled on enough. Anyone battling this every day is a warrior, not a worrier.
