That is, they’re blunting the negative emotions, so I don’t have that constant desperate feeling, but there’s nothing in its place. Or at least it takes something major to produce even a small response. I’m not myself. I don’t particularly care about the things I used to, and I don't enjoy anything really. I spend my days just sitting around and waiting to sleep because I can’t be bothered to even read a book or watch a movie or something. I’ve tried explaining it to the psychiatrist, but all I get is “give it time” and fiddling with dosage when I think it’s past time to try something else.
Does this seem normal to anyone who’s done the whole treatment thing? Am I being overly impatient, or just how long should I tolerate undesired effects?
Does this seem normal to anyone who’s done the whole treatment thing? Am I being overly impatient, or just how long should I tolerate undesired effects?