Well Jobob...I have to eat my words...chomp chomp, slurp, swallow...
My Pdoc tried to take me off Lexapro. Big mistake. I started to get p*ssy about everything. Even on my bike rides, I'd play the "conversation" game - You know, "I'll say this...then he'll say that...then I'll say this..." etc. Completely missed what a beautiful day it was because my head was in a very bad neighborhood. When I can't relax on my rides, I know I'm in trouble.
I'm on a super low dose, 5 mg, but it is just the dusting of SSRI I need to keep sane. My anxiety & depression just takes over my life. That's one reason why I started riding & working out. I don't think I need as much med as most people.
I do talk therapy too. Depression & suicides run in my family & I don't really want to continue the family tradition. My bike would cry & rust...so sad.![]()




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