When I was placed on Lexapro for anxiety exactly one year ago, I thought it was the most wonderful thing created. Then, my father passed away and things got worse for me as a lost days of sleep and got thrown into the whirlwind that is depression and suicidal ideations. I wasn’t eating and wasn’t sleeping. My therapist referred me back to my doctor for a medication check. My doctor then increased my dosage of Lexapro. Well, as some of us know, Lexapro increases appetites. I was hungry ALL the time. NOTHING would fill me up. 25 pounds later and some intense suicidal thoughts/days of just laying in bed later, I was taken off Lexapro and put on Venlafaxine for depression and anxiety. This medication is not an appetite increaser and I can now manage what I eat. Therefore, this year is dedicated to losing what I gained through my depression and medication.
With all that being said, I am on a roll with my exercise routines. I have gone 2 miles every night this week so far. Yes, only two nights. It also wasn’t running full blown because I am that out of shape. It was a light jog. I also took up yoga to help me relax and did 30 minutes of it last night. Needless to say, I am beyond sore today. I am also trying to work on my posture, as I used to have good posture but lost the core muscles I had for it during the past year. Now I am trying to remind myself to sit up, have chest out, shoulders down, etc. I definitely need to work some on my core muscles!
I have decided that sore muscles are my remedy to suicidal/self-harm thoughts. It is a way to hurt myself in a healthy way. It feels good. The exercise also relieves my depression moods and puts me in a more positive mindset. It’s a good thing all around!