Hey yall, I wanted to throw in a quick note of encouragement and perhaps a tweak you might consider. I started Nardil in February and outside of 3-4 days in March, was not finding any real success, but did have plenty of side effects. Weekdays were ok, as I could distract myself with work, but I wanted to spend all weekend in my bed, as I felt dead inside. The other debilitating aspect of this drug is the (almost) complete absence of resources to go to to find out if you should hang in there or not. Glad to have this forum for at least a little bit of community.
About 3 weeks ago, at 75 mg, I decided to quit and started down to 60 mg. Then I remembered I have some vacation coming up in July and the last thing in the world I want is to be experiencing the utter torture of quitting a med when I’m supposed to be enjoying myself. As much as I can, anyways. So I popped back up to 75 mg and hell if I didn’t feel a bit of relief. For the past 10 days, I’ve been bouncing back from 60 for two days to 75 for two days and (I can’t believe I’m saying this out loud, as I’m scared to death to jinx it) but I’ve enjoyed 8-9 of the best days I’ve had in years. My anxiety is down to almost nothing, my depression is largely gone, too, and I’m just content being me.
As you can imagine, I’m scared it’s going to go away and am preparing myself for the other shoe to drop. I’d tried 6-7 meds over the years and did a ketamine infusion in December. Nothing. The depression had been around forever (I’m 48, btw), but the anxiety only showed up a year or so ago.
With Nardil, I have insomnia, have to fight weight gain and suffer inorgasma. Earlier I had bad gastro issues, but daily fiber has helped. Short term memory kind of sucks, but it runs in the family and nearing 50, I’m almost old enough to start blaming it on my age. All in all, I’ll trade all these symptoms for the relief I’m currently experiencing.
My heart breaks for all of you out there dealing with the demons that are depression and anxiety. No one should have to go through what we do. If this poops out, I may turn to psilocybin as a last resort. We all deserve to live a better life than the hand we’ve been dealt.
Hang in there,
David in Htown