Well, I got off off Prozac randomly. That's right, I stopped taking my antidepressants just because. I didn't put any thought into it, I just forgot to take it two nights in a row and kind of just went with it and now it's been almost two weeks.
Sometimes I wonder why certain things are taboo. It's just life.
Reasons Why This Is Fine
Minimalism - I'm not sure if this is part of my obsessive kick to just get rid of everything (physical, fiscal, and time consuming) in my life that I don't need, or what. I don't like carrying pills around with me. I hate taking trips to CVS -I just do, even to buy non-medication, because of all the fluorescent lights and depressed employees and useless beauty products and idiot tabloid magazines. I have always thought going to the psychiatrist was pretty useless (no offense to my doctor, who I actually like) because it consists of a 15 minute appointment every six weeks where you answer the same questions about sleeping and mood on a scale of 1-10, and you pay $30 every time, plus the actual medication costs $15.
No Insurance - All of the above just became so much more expensive. If I have to blow cash and time in a free clinic for medication, I should probably chose the most important stuff (aka birth control).
I'm Possibly Fine - I feel pretty good these days. I quit a job that wasn't right for me a few months ago, and now I'm writing and learning about houses, which I like. There isn't a reason for me to be sad now. But since I'm naturally a little sad sometimes, I can deal with it by through yoga, doing stuff I enjoy, hanging out with my friends, and drinking a lot (kidding!).
Side Effects - I think the meds were why I was tired all the time, which was in itself very depressing. And I had shaky hands. Has that ever happened to anyone else? I looked like an alcoholic.
If I start feeling terrible, I have two months of 40mg pills saved up.
I had an all-out idiot snot-nosed crying session on Sunday due to something my boyfriend said, and I don't even remember what was so offensive now. It sounds like a bad thing, but it felt good to cry after all these years of being a bit of a robot. Of course, I'm hoping it was a one-off symptom of the pills leaving my system. Other than that incident, I have a ton of energy and am enjoying my slightly lighter purse and lack of nighttime pill obligations.