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@am3 Dear "troubled kid", you have come to the right place. I am fairly new here, but right away felt better for having these kind, and knowledgeable, people to talk to. They will not give up on you, so don't you give up. You sound very intelligent, and focused on solving your own problems with this med, and with all the other stuff, too. That you can still be that focused in spite of having to take increasing doses of a med that is obviously not right for you, is a sign of your inner strength.
I don't know what the answer is for you with a mom who doesn't seem to be listening, that is a huge problem. Maybe you could show her some of the letters on this forum from other people who have had extreme problems with Zoloft, so that she could begin to understand that the problem lies with the prescription, not with you. People sometimes have to go through drug after drug before a good match is found. I did. And things got much better because of it. Different bodies respond in wildly differing ways to almost any psychiatric drug there is. It is a process of trial and error, and most doctors understand that.
In the meantime, hang on to hope, and don't give up. I wish I could put my arm around your shoulder, and give you a squeeze, you good kid. Keep on communicating, and you will find the help you need and deserve. With love and confidence in you, Zep
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I appreciate all of you amazing people. Honestly, I don't want to take meds. I'm not meaning it as a bad thing towards other people I just don't want medicine to define me. I feel so different and confused. I hate when I kind of lash out, or if I seem off, and they ask, "Have you taken your meds today?" Last night my mom asked me, "Why are you like this?" I said, "Like what?" She said, "You act like life is a game."
People tell me that I can't be happy unless I want to be. That's the thing though. When I was 9, I was sent to live with grandparents and before that, I honestly don't remember much. I know it sounds crazy but I was told I had PTSD back then and I would always get these bad dreams that put me in bad places. I remember some things, vaguely but everything I remember is bad. I just don't know who I am when I'm happy. I much rather rely on friends, then family. I just feel like friends get me better. I feel okay when I'm with friends. I'm just not sure if happy is right for me. I don't wanna be miserable but I don't wanna be drugged up, especially since my parents were addicts, I just don't wanna rely on something to make me numb. Due to this Covid-19 stuff and being grounded off of my phone, The only thing that keeps me from going insane is my room, and sleep. I can't seem to sleep at night. That's when my thoughts get horrible. During the day is when I sleep and wait for a reasonable time to nap, till I'm up at 11, and can't sleep till 6 in the morning. I'm recently going through a break up and I feel like I'm going to explode. I can't cry and let it out. Instead, what do I do? I think. I overthink. Thank you o much for listening to me. It helps.