Thought
Well, cold turkey on the Lexapro has done wonders for my creative and, er, feminine side, but damn if I haven't been close to tears for the last few days at the drop of a hat. And Mom's driving me nuts again with her fidgeting.
Which means that I'm going to have to titrate back up to about 10mg or so, tops. I've split my leftovers into quarters for now - I'll take it around noonish if I can remember to do so - and see how I fare on that for two weeks. If I need more, then I'll bump up to 10, but preferably not more than 15. Bah.
I refuse to go back to the stronger doses; granted, the even temper and incredible ability to handle most insanity was nice, but feeling like your whole being has been put on mute? That just sucks; not during the treatment, because the bumps in the ride and static in the picture have been so subdued, but just like the average TV set, the sudden noise again once that button is turned off can be a very startling contrast, even while it brings so much more to the viewing experience. Seriously - the thought of enjoying the reading of a book again for the first time in 10 months had me in tears.
So I guess I don't have this problem quite as solved as I thought. Ah well; live and learn (and then get loaded).
Added bonus. Less stress = less comfort food = less weight on my thighs, slowly. (I can put on at least 2 pair of work pants again, and if I can keep up the good behavior, hopefully more after that. I'm still too chunky for most of my favorite jeans, but... I'm working on it, dammit.)
Which means that I'm going to have to titrate back up to about 10mg or so, tops. I've split my leftovers into quarters for now - I'll take it around noonish if I can remember to do so - and see how I fare on that for two weeks. If I need more, then I'll bump up to 10, but preferably not more than 15. Bah.
I refuse to go back to the stronger doses; granted, the even temper and incredible ability to handle most insanity was nice, but feeling like your whole being has been put on mute? That just sucks; not during the treatment, because the bumps in the ride and static in the picture have been so subdued, but just like the average TV set, the sudden noise again once that button is turned off can be a very startling contrast, even while it brings so much more to the viewing experience. Seriously - the thought of enjoying the reading of a book again for the first time in 10 months had me in tears.
So I guess I don't have this problem quite as solved as I thought. Ah well; live and learn (and then get loaded).
Added bonus. Less stress = less comfort food = less weight on my thighs, slowly. (I can put on at least 2 pair of work pants again, and if I can keep up the good behavior, hopefully more after that. I'm still too chunky for most of my favorite jeans, but... I'm working on it, dammit.)