Yay I just got off my antidepressant, I have been on for much too long and at too high a dose - just because my doctor passed away from pancreatic cancer and his partner died from side effects of his treatment for lymphoma. I ended up seeing a once a month doctor at the Medical clinic and he had doubled my dose even though I was feeling fine.
Finally got my brains working and decided to stop it. I tapered off to one every other day, then half a pill ever other day and now NONE. So I am free to be ME again. Hopefully that means less brazen, less pushy, and more of me, if I can remember what I was.
I've been on this med since the mid-80's. Kind of the same thing happened with my older sister. She had been on a different drug longer than I. She got a new doctor and she told my sister she should have been taken off it many years ago. Duh, doctors just keep prescribing the same crap because they are so used to doing it. And don't want to waste face to face time consider "enough is enough."
Hope I will be a new and improved diva, with sense of humor intact. Will have to see how this plays out.