jenbo50
30-05-17, 10:35
Diary Of An Overweight Citalopram User
So it’s now been 4 weeks since I dropped down from 30mg to 20mg of Citalopram. Whilst taking this drug I have gained 2 stone in weight and despite it solving my issues of panic & anxiety, I now find myself worrying constantly about my weight and feeling fat and frustrated. Since relying on these pills every day, I have had no “off” switch to food or wine. I am never full and never satisfied.
I’m hoping coming off these meds help me slim down. So I’m writing this to keep track of my emotions, weight and mental state as I continue to reduce my dosage.
I plan to share these notes in the hope i may find some support and perhaps even help others.
For the first 3 weeks at 20mg I noticed very few side effects. The odd palpitation session, a few head rushes and the occasional dizziness but all in all I was pleased. These effects passed quickly and I felt able to cope.
This week however I feel a change. I have noticed my temper shortening as I become more and more aware of noises and annoyances which I have been managing to shut out with the help of the meds. The whistle of the kettle not being turned off on time, the beep of the dryer and most difficult of all, the constant chunner of my lovely 7 year old son. “Mummy, mummy, mummy….look at me” he says. “mummy mummy mummy, imagine if” he questions, “mummy mummy mummy” and so on. My head hurts, it feels like it will implode and I just want some peace, just quietness. It is the start of the school holidays, my husband is away and therefore peace or time out is not likely. It is raining today and we face a full day together. I am looking forward to bedtime. It is 10.23am.
I have had more energy these past few weeks than for a long time and I have started to feel more extremes in my personality. I have felt proper excitement and motivation once again, I have even been waking quicker with a spring in my step. With this change though I have also felt extremes of worry, worrying about things that will never happen but that voice in my head that plays out, usually resulting in images of death, not usually my own.
It is an irony that I am reducing the meds to lose weight and I feel I am being driven to bad foods and wine. A salad does not appeal and I finish every scrap of all my oversized meals.
I’m not too sure how all this is going to pan out but I will keep trying.
For now I will concentrate on getting dressed.
So it’s now been 4 weeks since I dropped down from 30mg to 20mg of Citalopram. Whilst taking this drug I have gained 2 stone in weight and despite it solving my issues of panic & anxiety, I now find myself worrying constantly about my weight and feeling fat and frustrated. Since relying on these pills every day, I have had no “off” switch to food or wine. I am never full and never satisfied.
I’m hoping coming off these meds help me slim down. So I’m writing this to keep track of my emotions, weight and mental state as I continue to reduce my dosage.
I plan to share these notes in the hope i may find some support and perhaps even help others.
For the first 3 weeks at 20mg I noticed very few side effects. The odd palpitation session, a few head rushes and the occasional dizziness but all in all I was pleased. These effects passed quickly and I felt able to cope.
This week however I feel a change. I have noticed my temper shortening as I become more and more aware of noises and annoyances which I have been managing to shut out with the help of the meds. The whistle of the kettle not being turned off on time, the beep of the dryer and most difficult of all, the constant chunner of my lovely 7 year old son. “Mummy, mummy, mummy….look at me” he says. “mummy mummy mummy, imagine if” he questions, “mummy mummy mummy” and so on. My head hurts, it feels like it will implode and I just want some peace, just quietness. It is the start of the school holidays, my husband is away and therefore peace or time out is not likely. It is raining today and we face a full day together. I am looking forward to bedtime. It is 10.23am.
I have had more energy these past few weeks than for a long time and I have started to feel more extremes in my personality. I have felt proper excitement and motivation once again, I have even been waking quicker with a spring in my step. With this change though I have also felt extremes of worry, worrying about things that will never happen but that voice in my head that plays out, usually resulting in images of death, not usually my own.
It is an irony that I am reducing the meds to lose weight and I feel I am being driven to bad foods and wine. A salad does not appeal and I finish every scrap of all my oversized meals.
I’m not too sure how all this is going to pan out but I will keep trying.
For now I will concentrate on getting dressed.