Friday, March 22, 2019

Comments by JoanM1201

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  • Another article that hits home for me. I have a loved one diagnosed with Bipolar, but only after she had been on a plethora of antidepressants that had horrible side affects. Only then, in the throws of withdrawal from those drugs (she discontinued them herself numerous times) was she then told she had bipolar, as if she had always had it.

    Today, she is destroyed. Oh, she causes no problems, she’s docile, she sleeps 21 out of 24 hours a day, and she’s not causing problems for anyone else. Apparently in the minds of the doctors, that was the goal. She’s a drug induced mental vegetable, and to think it all began in midlife when she was just going through a down period, a little depressed, a little hormonal due to midlife changes. I try not to allow myself to remember what she used to be, what she could have been. It’s too painful.

    There’s no hope left for her. She’s no longer there. The wonderful mother, sister, daughter, friend is no longer there. Oh how wonderful it would have been if those same 15-30 minutes had not happened for her when she consequently walked out with the initial prescription that would be the vehicle that would drive her to drug induced madness. I want her back. We all want her back. We will never have her back.

  • This article hits so close to home! Although I do not have anyone in my immediate family who is a psychiatrist, I do have several family members that have fallen for the “magic pill” theory hook line and sinker and nothing a person could say or do, and nothing adverse that may happen will change their minds.

    To put it bluntly, psych meds destroyed my sister. She is a shell of the person I once knew and loved. She’s merely a breathing mental vegetable today. My heart breaks when I allow myself to remember what she used to be …… the wonderful mother, wife, daughter and sister. She was always spunky and strong willed but to me, she had it all. My God, I miss her!

    My wonderful sister started through a challenging “change of life” period at the appropriate time of life around 49 years old. With that came all the flucuating hormonal changes that women face during that time of life. She was no different. She became a huge target of the medical industry though as many women do during this time. During one of her visits to her primary care doctor in the late 80’s, he decided that she would benefit from an antidepressant. I cannot remember which one because, as of today, she has been on them all. It didn’t take long for her to start having uncomfortable side affects from this drug. She made a second trip to her doctor who switched the drug to another, but her side affects were no better. In a 3rd visit, instead of her physician deciding that these drugs may not be right for her, he added to her medication with another, and in the months to come he added another and another. And so starts her journey into a drug induced hell on earth which has rendered her disabled today.

    After about 8 years of switching these meds, adding to them, etc., she had had enough and decided to go off of them without the proper help to do so. It didn’t take long for the severe withdrawal to begin subsequently causing mania so severe, it would scare anyone to death. I knew then, this was no longer my sister. Freakishly enough, her doctor then proclaimed that she was bipolar, as if she had always been. It was total and complete hogwash. This opened up a whole new drug store of anti-psychotics that would add to her hellish journey.

    My sister, my friend, a wonderful soul, ended up going off her meds a second time and landed herself in a psych ward from the withdrawal. The only caveat was, they did not admit that it was from the withdrawal, but insisted she was merely bipolar and completely mentally ill. Over the following decade, she was admitted 2 other times. Each admission was worst the one before it and with each submission there were more drugs.

    Today, she is completely disabled. She sleeps 22 hours a day. Basically she is not living at all. If there is a hell, she is in it with no way out, none. She is one of 3 people I know that suffered greatly from these drugs. My heart is broken, broken but extremely angry. Angry at what they did to her, afraid of what the future holds for an entire nation of addicted “head med” users at the hands of our medical and psychiatric system. I’m just afraid!

    I applaud the ones who were able to see though the drug lies …… the ones that were courageous enough to lift themselves out of the denial that there is a better way (because there is), and the ones that help people actually cure it, not cover it up with drugs, because it can be done.

  • David, I was so touched by your story. I have intimate experience with SSRI’s through my sister who was given her first prescription during menopause for normal menopausal systems and today she is not even the person I knew growing up and the woman who was a wonderful wife, mother, daughter and sister. I lost her years ago to these drugs. I myself (under pressure from a counselor during a stressful period of my life) took Lexapro only to end up in the ER 3 days later with stroke range blood pressure after the drug caused a 72 hour straight panic attack. I have never been so scared in all my life. I’ve done nothing since but read, research, read and research and have come to the conclusion that these drugs are so dangerous. I want my sister back but it’s too late for her now. 7 years after starting her first med, she was diagnosed with bi-polar and now she is on a cocktail of drugs you would not believe. I have to laugh at the bi-polar diagnosis because it’s not a condition that she had before taking medication. It was drug induced. I miss her so much. Her family all fell for the “try this drug” tactic and they will not admit that the drugs may have caused all this. I’ve spent 20 years watching her decent into mental hell and there is nothing I can do. Thank you for your story. There are so many of us out there. If we speak up, then we are labeled as callous or uncaring to the mentally ill. We have nowhere to go for actual help. I’m fine now but it took a while to get over my experience with Lexapro. Again, thank you!