Losing control.

Last summer my life began spinning out of control. I have always been a strong, positive person who thought I could overcome moments of weakness. In August of 2016, I started becoming depressed. It would last a couple weeks and go away. In October, I had what I consider my lowest point. First the first time in my life, I contemplated leaving my life behind. This is when I took a grip on my feelings and started writing them down. When I took them to my doctor, we discovered that my lowest lows were during ovulation. He diagnosed me with PMDD and prescribed 20 MG of Prozac a day. I have since then battled with the side effects and tried weaning myself off only to find the results were terrifying and I am not brave enough to face the disorder unmediicated just yet. I have recently reached out to other groups for advice and support and have found just how lucky I am to have supportive family and friends in my life.