Was yesterday afternoon.
Told her about how I’ve returned to my former self, including the levels / frequencies of irritability, labile emotions, and so on, that seem to have been part of my life from a pretty early age.
She said that sounded like I wanted to start the Zoloft again, but I said no, I wanted to have at least a year to continue practicing my skills, get reacquainted with this self, etc.
Besides, I also remembered that during the buoyancy of pregnancy, and once drug-stabilized during PPD, I may have been less moody, but I was also less creative, less thoughtful, had less meaning in life.
Perhaps Zoloft makes me a more pleasant person to live with.
But is it my duty to do whatever it takes to make life more pleasant? Is pleasant really the highest goal? And what are the limits for “whatever it takes?”
I’m not incapacitated like I was by PPD — I’m just (sometimes) emotional, sensitive, and responsive, including positives and negatives.
You’re human. Sucks doesn’t it.
I’m sure you’ll be fine.
Comment by thordora — February 25, 2008 @ 11:18 am