I am taking Amitriptyline for depression and although I was told by the doctor to lose weight, I wondered could anyone tell me taking medication has an effect on weight loss at all?
Hey honOh thanks everyone for replying. I appreciate you all being truthful, it took allot for me to admit on here that I had depression so I am glad that I could speak about it openly.
Thats what the doctor is changing me onto next as I got dry mouth and other problems with the other medication that I was on. I do find I am very sleepy with that medication and don't want to associate myself with anyone. I am hoping that will passi'm on prozac stuff and am fine when 100%. i would say that some meds do affect your weight (e.g hormones stuff) but i would say that not depression meds.
Thanks for the links and the comments, I truly appreciate themHey hon
It takes a lot of courage to "put yourself out there" regarding depression so well done you. I know it's hard but breaking the "silence" of depression and seeking support is one of the best things you can do as the isolation just feeds it.
You will find that a lot of us have had (or still have) personal experience of it.
I've been off work since last April with a severe case but have been lucky enough to find a wonderful psychotherapist and great support on here since I started CD in September. I'm slowly but steadily recovering and I've forced myself to be quite open about my journey and frequently write about my therapy and what's in my head in my diary section.
Putting on weight was a huge side-effect of my illness and starting CD when I felt ready too has been a huge boost in helping my recovery - luckily my GP has been fantastic and understood how demoralised I was about my weight gain.
Not sure if you have discovered it yet but mind.org.uk is a fab resource.
i understand your concern yet i think that loosing weight is a positive thing and it does/did make me feel better. it's a step in the right direction of putting something that is not working in your life, right again. we are very strong people, we take on a lot, we share very little, we internalise most of the time and that is what does us in 90% of the time.Oh you don't realise how much you are describing me. When I also have a bad day I have to get rid of everything. I am also scared of losing my family because of what I have become and I do anything for my boyfriend to not leave me.
The only thing I am worried about starting cambridge diet is that if I have a bad day and not as good as the rest will it put me on a downward spiral? My doctors has signed all my forms and I did see a counsellor who was very supportive. She has called me this morning to see how it was all going and called me just now and she said she would like to call around as well with me on saturday. I think she is wonderful. Are all counsellors as kind and caring like this?
Thanks so much for this useful and understanding reply. I am getting help from the doctor and also a counsellor but its a slow process. I wish I could wake up in the morning and think differently. In the past I just wanted to end my life when I really hit a low part in my life. I have pushed all of my family away to an extent now they don't call me anymore or keep in touch. They are probably better without me bringing them down as well. My doctor has told me to go out to groups and interact with others. To get out the front door is a challenge in itself and 15 panic attacks later I still haven't released the latch on the door as I feel everyone is looking at me and they know that I am weird and different. Now this has enlightened me to know that I am not the only one that there are sufferers out there and believe it or not this has helped me to express to my boyfriend how bad it is. I do feel that I can't be loved and no matter how much my boyfriend says to me I really think he is talking about someone else.Madzbabe
Are you getting any formal talking therapy? If not that might be something to talk to your GP about and I'd suggest psychotherapy rather than counseling as it gets much deeper into what is triggering your depression.
As for your boyfriend etc I know what you mean. I put my family and friends through hell for the last 4 years ... at times my sister had to leave voicemails threatening to call the police unless I made contact within the next 24 hours as I just used to ignore everyone. I actually ended up writing a letter to the important people in my life explaining just how hopeless I felt and the shame I felt at how I treated them but also about how powerless I felt. It really helped as they had no idea how dark it was for me inside.
The shame we feel about how we behave is one of the hardest things to break out of in depression. It's really hard but you have to start telling yourself it is not you doing these things.. it is your illness. You are not a horrible person... your illness makes it difficult for you to cope with people/situations. Your illness causes symptoms and these symptoms can be anger, silence, eating/binging, self blame, resentment etc.
I never wanted to empty the house but I did move 4 times! It was my way of "running away" from everything but of course that didn't work at all.
If a letter doesn't feel right at the moment then maybe one of these links could be helpful to them?:
You may or may not find the following links helpful yourself.. I found them really helpful and some or maybe all of them will resonate with you.
DO YOU LOVE TO BE NEEDED, OR NEED TO BE LOVED?
ARE YOU UNHAPPY BECAUSE YOU'RE HEAVY, OR HEAVY BECAUSE YOU'RE UNHAPPY?
Just remember that if you do struggle to lose weight at the moment it may be that you are just too ill at the moment.... it would be like someone with a broken leg trying to train for a marathon... it is just a physical impossibility. It may be that you need to recover a bit more at which time dealing with the weight will become easier and a natural step in your recover.
And you can recover I promise! 8 months ago I was not washing or changing clothes for days on end. I was pushing people away because the isolation was easier for me to handle and I felt so horrible inside I was sure that I must be horrible to be around. When I did go out it was all I could do not to just take my hands off the steering wheel to get away from the pain of it all. But with a supportive GP, the proper medication and a psychotherapist I have slowly but steadily improved. I'm still on the journey of recovery (took me years to slowly get depressed so will not be a quick fix recovery) but I am functioning, optimistic, seeing friends and family, and beginning to embrace life and the future again.
You know you are really describing me but subconsciously I done the same. It wasn't anything to do with work, it was to do with I thought nobody wanted me or cared enough that I lived or died. Previously to this I had a miscarriage. I was also found by my bf and it was only until I had to get my stomache pumped that they got me the help. I have been off work now 1yr and they are very understanding, they keep in contact and want me to reduce my hours to 15 a week which i feel is manageable if and when I do go back to work. I do still have days when I am at my lowest that I think the same. Some days I can't get past the front door without having a panic attack as I fear people are looking at me. So I hide in the house with my curtains closed away from the world. This is not a quick fix thing and i hope I will be able to get back to where I was. Even when speaking across the medium of internet it took me 8 months to switch on a computer. I knew how to but I got into my mind that my computer was bugged and people over the internet were going to know that I was sick and weird now I am glad that I did switch it on that day because i have learnt so much about my illness and this topic that you lovely people took the time to answer has made me realise there is hope and i am not alone.hey it is when you hit rock bottom life holds no hope that you do things that you know you shouldn't and wouldn't in a normal mood.
i remember having an extremely difficult time with my job, i got bullied i went off sick due to depression. i got another job but thanks to some bad advice from my previous employer due to what to do about sick days i took i lost it. i had some really strong tablets that were opiate based. i stood in the kitchen (i had no kids, i was engaged to my hubby) and life had no meaning and no point and everything i'd worked for and given my life to had gone in one bad move. i started popping those pills down my throat. i'd taken 5 when hubby to be walked in and took the tablets off me and flushed them down the loo. i realised in an instant what i had got in my life and although i was depressed up to the limit that i could cope with i knew that someone cared about me, about what i did. he loved me.
boy i was so ill the following day - throwing up, shaking, dizziness etc but in the long run i was fine after taking the tablets. i've never done that again.