Tuesday, July 2, 2013


Warning!! Long Post!!!

Besides my husband, sister, parents and close friend/neighbor, I haven't told anyone else so please don't judge.

Right after my last post I got into a pretty bad depression, well at least for me it was. I have realized that I have always struggled with depression but have been able to keep it well hidden, but all those years had finally crept up and I just couldn't hide it any more. All I wanted to do was sleep, I stopped working out, every little thing would make me mad, plus I would find myself crying for no reason. With two small children at home, this was NOT acceptable at all!

After some research, I knew I had to talk to a Psychiatrist. Seeing as my husband is Military and me not being sure if I was going to need a referral, I sent my doctor a message. A few hours later I got a reply saying that a referral was not necessary, all I needed to do was find one around me that accepted Tricare. A little scared and nervous, I started Googling Psychiatrist in my area and found one with great reviews. I called them to see if they accepted Tricare and to see if they were accepting new patients, which they quickly answered yes to both. Now all I had to do was go online and fill out a new patient survey of sorts, wait for them to review it and call me back to schedule an appointment.

While I waited nervously, I got the courage to talk to my husband. This part was the hardest! All I could think was that he was going to think I was weak and I didn't want him disappointed in me. Luckily I have a very loving and supporting husband! He held me and told me that I wasn't crazy but if I really wanted to see a Psychiatrist, I had all his support! The next day I got the call and a few days later I was in an office awaiting my name to be called.

The "Doc" was very easy to talk to and I learned a lot about myself on this day! Besides being depressed, I also suffer from PTSD, which explains the reoccurring nightmares I have had about all my life. Not only that but I also have ADD which has messed with my sleeping habits. I left there understanding why I am the I am and why I do the things I do. Doc also sent me home with 3 different prescriptions, and a business card for an EMDR specialist who he wanted me to go see.

It's been 5 weeks since my 1st visit and things are starting to look up.

To Be Continued

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