There remains one more variable, the SSRI. I might have ADHD by childhood restlessness and inattention but I've never been treated or even tried a stimulant. As a 60-something, I've succeeded pretty well and rarely if ever speculate to what loftier heights I might have soared had my attention span exceeded that of a Brussels sprout. Or maybe I wouldn't have does as well. What I seem to have, though, is compulsivity and hyperawareness. I can be maniacal to detail, abrasive and impatient, particularly with people less astute than me. INTJ's like me tend to be that way so it's not necessarily pathological but often not helpful either. Maybe a dozen years ago I asked my doctor a therapeutic trial of an SSRI might improve this, remembering Peter Kramer's Listening to Prozac published a few years after the medicine became available but listened by me on audiobook quite a few years later. While these drugs are antidepressants primarily, the have a role in tempering compulsivity. Dr. Kramer described a patient whose personality, focus, and productivity soared on the drug with a setback on withdrawal and return of favorable results on retreatment. That's a pretty fair prototype for me. The pills had declared themselves safe, if not annoying at times.
Starting with office samples of Prozac 10mg I avoided side effects. It made me sleepy which is better than making me wired. Paxil samples were easy to come by. I lasted about three days. It made me feel like I took something. Then 20 mg Prozac by prescription for a while. Eventually Celexa came out, better tolerated by office samples, then continued indefinitely by prescription with lapses.
This month, I thought it time to hit the reset button. Avoided my shul on shabbos, withheld Facebook, withheld Celexa (citalopram), bringing the pill case to its current three. Facebook hiatus a very good thing to do with return next month in a highly scheduled way, much like I did for Sermo six months back. My shul in its current circumstances still annoys me but I will return in a scheduled way and maybe return to tossing blogbarbs at the Rabbi and Executive Committee. Not having the SSRI, though, took a real toll and has been resumed.
I found myself mentally a little sharper without it, sometimes hyperaware, sometimes hyperfocused. I also found myself unusually impatient, overreacting to minor glitches like losing something which may also hint that I didn't pay attention to detail as well, too eager to move on to the next activity. I was not as nice a person, much as Dr. Kramer described his patient in his book when on and off Prozac. I exercised less but tolerated the effort the same. My appetite seemed unchanged but weight might be up about a pound. Insomnia unaffected.
Before/After assessment shows that I like myself better when toned down a little, so the pill case for the evening doses has returned to four.
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