Anti-depressants?

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Hello, my name is Michele Collins, I am an herbalist, a loving mother

of 7, and a happy housewife.

 

Back in 1998, after having my daughter, I went to my Dr. and told her

that I was having depressing thoughts, and that I felt over anxous

with meeting new people. She in return placed me on Paxil. Now she

was only a General Practioner. So I went to the pharmacy and filled

the prescribtion as directed. The next day I took my first pill, it

still sits in my mind, the first time I took my Paxil. I then

proceeded to take my recommended dosage, after 1 week. I felt worse

on these pills than I did off of them, I was no longer able to tell

what was real and what wasn't. I called my Dr. and she told me that

it would take about a good month for me to feel anything of the drugs

she had me on, that all this was " simply in my head. "

 

I took the pills for another week, when in the middle of hitting on

of my kids, over a simple glass of spilled juice. I stopped and

looked at what this was doing to me and my children. I started to cry

and just could not stop myself, I hugged my kids and told them that

this would never happen to them or myself again. I stopped taking the

pills, about a week later, I felt so much better, no more longing to

do nothing, life seemed " alive " .

 

I look back now at that moment in my life when I was so depressed,

and now I know that it was not my mind, but was something a little

different going on. I was eating a lot of fast food and then on the

other hand hardly eating at all. This was making me crazy not my

mind, not my kids, not my environment, it was what I was eating, or

not eating. This drove me to start to study alternative medicine. I

changed my diet, took a closer look at my trigger pionts, learned how

to accept life and then things just started to look a whole lot

better for me, and my kids. I left a very abusive relationship,

mentally abusive.

 

Things just started to work for me, but I did have some bad

expierences in the mean time, money was hard for me, my kids often

didn't have things, christmas was a bust for us. But we made it and

without violence... For that I am very proud, I have never hit any of

my kids again, however, I have had bouts with this type of anger

since I was prescribed Paxil.

 

It was like a surge in negative energy, that I never had before. You

hear of people who suffer from " flashbacks " usually by drug users.

But this was a little different, it was like somthing was set free

inside my head. I started to get edgy all the time, then it

progressed into a violance in me with my husband, luckly he saw a

better me and never left me. But it has been a long haul for me, I

have completely changed my lifestyle and my outlook on life since

these things have happened to me. My husband has seen a big

difference in me since I have stayed away from these drugs. I have

since learned to care for myslef and learned to notice the " trigger

signs " of my anger, then I make sure I either exit the situation or

go off in another room and start a breathing exercise. Then I stop

and look at my beautiful children and remember how much I love them

and what they mean to me as my life. On top of that I have taught

myself to escape, I usually do meditaions and also I have learned to

express myslef in hobbies, then I feel my reward, after I have made

something.

 

All this has taken me on the train to alternative medicine. If I

start to get negative thoughts I usually go and talk to a close

friend or simply sit down and drink a cup of herbal tea to calm those

nasty thoughts. We all know how agressive that negative road is, once

you start to go down it, it is hard to come back. But it is possible

to come back, it just takes time. After all, my family and myself are

worth every penny of thought that has gone into my prevention.

 

From first hand knowledge that anti-depressants don't work, and in my

case caused more excrutiating pain. After a continual recovery, my

brother was diagnosed with depression and his rule of drugs

prescribed by his Dr., was Paxil. I had a real hard time with

this.... from my own expierence with it and reading about others who

have had the same type of symptoms. I decided to talk to my brother

about his new medicine. After talking to him, he slowly started to

take himself off of this drug, and now has no depresion.

 

Later on, one of my sons were having problems with life, and I took

him to a qualified Dr. through our insuarnce co. that dr. not only

prescribed him with Zoloft, but only spent about 10 minutes with him

in his office. Caution lights went off here! Now my son was only 8

years old at the time, why should an 8 year old boy have to take anit-

depressants? I asked the Dr. his responce to me was this, " he said he

was sad and depressed. " Now, logically how can a child tell whether

he was depressed of if he was simply feeling down that day? I started

to ask questions, asking the Dr. if he could only treat him through

weekly meetings and talking sessions. The dr. plainly laughed at me

and told me that he did not do that type of work, astonished, I told

him a few things about my termoil with this drug. He laughed again at

me and told me that was highly unlikely to have happened, and that I

was my sons problem not the medication that has been prescribed. I

looked at him and told him, " to go and stuff himself " . I never took

any of my children to another Dr. again because of this type of

theology. Instead, we made up a nightly talk session in my home where

I had his father, myself, his grandmothers and grandfathers,

brothers, sister and myself all sit down and talk about the days

events. It helped a whole lot more than drugging him, he is a happy

boy that knows when he needs us we are all there for him. We provided

the help that he needed and in all efforts, actually we found my

son....myslef, and my brother....

 

Life is worth living after all!

 

 

Michele R. Collins Certified herbalist since 2002