I had a breakdown about 6 months ago. I went to the doctor and he put me on goypills (sertraline). It helped, for a while, and then I started feeling quite terribly again. He bumped it up. It also helped for a while. Now it's as if I'm at square one.
Obviously I did not expect these pills to make me "happy;" otherwise, everyone would be taking them. And, to be honest, they have helped me become less hyper-aware. Social interactions are now more impulse-based, which I guess has its benefits. Nevertheless, I feel as if I'm reliving the same six months on repeat. I get sad, I take more pills, I feel marginally less sad, and so on.
The most attractive solution that I've found is Buddhism. It's a gotcha: there's no point in trying to exile suffering because you'll never run out of it. I feel like meditation will help you be acutely aware of your suffering while still having no control over it. I'm referring to self-imposed mental suffering here. If there are any Buddhist scholars on here who are willing to epically debunk my stupid Westerner conception of duhkha, please do.
The other thing I haven't tried is therapy. My (cliché) issue with it is that I am not able to put on a convincing enough display of good faith. I don't think I've anything to complain about, considering that my life does not lack the many things that most people in the world do lack. If I were to be psychoanalyzing myself, I would hardly be able to stop rolling my eyes.
So, any suggestions? Does everyone eventually have to get used to being slightly miserable for no discernable reason?
Obviously I did not expect these pills to make me "happy;" otherwise, everyone would be taking them. And, to be honest, they have helped me become less hyper-aware. Social interactions are now more impulse-based, which I guess has its benefits. Nevertheless, I feel as if I'm reliving the same six months on repeat. I get sad, I take more pills, I feel marginally less sad, and so on.
The most attractive solution that I've found is Buddhism. It's a gotcha: there's no point in trying to exile suffering because you'll never run out of it. I feel like meditation will help you be acutely aware of your suffering while still having no control over it. I'm referring to self-imposed mental suffering here. If there are any Buddhist scholars on here who are willing to epically debunk my stupid Westerner conception of duhkha, please do.
The other thing I haven't tried is therapy. My (cliché) issue with it is that I am not able to put on a convincing enough display of good faith. I don't think I've anything to complain about, considering that my life does not lack the many things that most people in the world do lack. If I were to be psychoanalyzing myself, I would hardly be able to stop rolling my eyes.
So, any suggestions? Does everyone eventually have to get used to being slightly miserable for no discernable reason?