It's been one week since I stopped taking Zoloft. I tapered off over two weeks like I was supposed to, but I can definitely feel the difference.
For two years I've been medicated and at ease with most, if not all, situations that have arisen. And it's been a chaotic two years. We moved, we took in foster children, and I continued to school our other 5 biological children at home. Busy, crazy, wonderful.
So now I'm off the meds and getting moody. I do feel sad at times, but not all the time. When I feel sad, I feel really sad. I read some articles about what to do to overcome "despair" and posted the ideas on the wall above my computer. Music, healthy eating, a walk in the fresh air, setting and achieving goals, service to those less fortunate, and staying busy with work are among the suggestions.
Another suggestion is to just wait out the depression until you feel better. This is surprisingly cheering to me. It reminds me that a depressive episode is temporary and I can choose to handle it gracefully.
Now, how to be graceful? That's a long discussion for another day.
