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Story starts when I was young, feel great. kindergarten, first, second, but slowly getting more and more fatigued every year. Top student, interested in everything, never sleepy. Always stayed up during nap time and past bedtime, and never had to study because I would pay so close attention in class. Genuinely excited most of the time, but then come the later years. Past second grade, everything felt slow, but fast at the same time - every day would go by and I would not be able to express much of an opinion about it. I slept through MOST of every single day, especially in school. I told my mom I felt like I had a brain tumor repeatedly, year after year, something was always draining my energy and productivity. Constantly distracted. I cared less and less about everything, every year a little bit more, and a bit more, more still until... I barely invited friends over, went to movies, left the house, etc. Too much trouble, WAY too much effort when I could just sit in a chair all the time and look at a screen without much work involved. Sounds like depression? Well, maybe. Problem is, it never stopped. I had some emotional events in my childhood, everyone does, but honestly I recognized and dealt with them very fast. I am a very positive person, and I always find both sides of a problem to look at because I know not everything is just bad or good for me, I have great parents to teach me how to deal with emotional stuff, and I'm a resident assistant at my current college I attend (junior year), so I help other students deal with these issues as well. Considering that, still, I have the SYMPTOMS of depression - anxiety, fatigue, sleeping all day, trouble waking up, apathy, EXTREME MIND FOGGINESS, etc. Doesn't check out to me. I tell a nurse practitioner about these issues that I feel like I have absolutely no reason to have, and she prescribes me Lexapro, just to try it. Well, haven't tried it yet. That stuff is pretty terrifying, as it can lead to even worsened depression and suicide in young adults, as well as ED and lowered sex drive, (which I really do NOT desire, especially considering I have a romantic interest right now) so I have held it off. My mother has mentioned she has really intense joint pain and she thinks she might have Celiac disease because the doctors cannot figure out what's wrong with her in any other aspect. I look it up, and there it is. Absolutely everything that is and has been wrong with me that I can't explain. Everything. When I was younger, I would have ridiculously painful, gut demolishing hour-long pains in the middle of the night - this went on for years. I and others couldn't explain them, they just told me to stop eating so much cheese. So, that night, we have a gluten free dinner. I wake up feeling like seventy-trillion bucks. Not a million - at least seventy-trillion. I haven't felt this good since kindergarten. I only had four hours of sleep as well, usually I require at least seven. I immediately get up, shower, eat a gluten free sushi lunch, (I was at the dentist getting a cleaning) get coffee, and then come back home. I have a project to do over winter break, and I had been kind of procrastinating on it as I always do, but not that night. Noooo sir, I hopped on the computer and within two or three hours of straight working (which I NEVER do), I got everything done I needed to. Usually that work would have taken me at least 6 hours, but man I was having FUN while working! Not a care in the world, just enjoying my process... that's weird for me. I don't usually do that. I don't usually enjoy doing anything work-wise. In fact, I never realized it, but I always had extreme anxiety while working. I didn't have any of that then, not a trace. I continue with my evening, and things only improve. I feel like I'm on cocaine, or at least what I'd imagine it to feel like. Seriously, I couldn't stop having fun! I didn't sleep that night, either. Not because I couldn't, I just really, really wanted to have more fun. I hadn't been that productive in... ever. I was so productive that I was genuinely scared of what kind of person I had become. Well, here I am today and after a few days of gluten free and also having tonsillitis (have had it for weeks, medicated), I'm starting to feel sluggish and foggy again. I have been eating out a lot, so perhaps cross contamination is affecting me getting my gluten-free meals, or maybe it's the tonsillitis, or perhaps I completely imagined the effect of eating gluten-free and I'm just bulls$#&ting myself. TL;DR: Ate a gluten free meal for the first time, all depression, anxiety, and fatigue went away the next day, but slowly going back to a sluggish apathy ridden me after a few days. Have no idea what's wrong, am I just fooling myself into having a gluten sensitivity? Either way, I'm going to contact my doctor tomorrow, hopefully she is familiar with it and can help me work through this without just prescribing me more antidepressants. Just really curious as to anyone else's experiences and if someone can identify with me in the feeling of having some sort of tumorous drain physically and emotionally at all times of my life? I didn't even know things could be this good, but now that I do I really don't want to go back to the old, horrible me. Sorry if it's too long, thanks in advance!