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Anyone else find that despite being in deep remission, you’re still more tired/tired more easily than you did pre-UC? My BM are the absolute least of my worries nowadays. I’m more regular than I’ve been in ten years and have zero food sensitivities. I’ll have been on Tremfya for a year in November and had deep remission confirmed this past June. I’m just so tired all the time. And I wipe out so easily. Anyone else? It’s so interesting to me that there can be no evidence of disease, but I’m still so fatigued. Is it the medicine? My body still working overtime?

We were experimenting with antidepressants before my therapist and I agreed on the diagnosis. Med management pulled me off the Prozac and to start 2mg abilify. I really hope it does something, but am wondering what others experiences are? Is it odd to not be on another med to balance? Very new to all of this and learning as I go. Potential ADHD diagnosis in there too, but waiting on more complete testing. I seem to have been cycling for many years and am currently on three weeks of a depressive episode. Thx for any insight/experience with the abilify

I’m relatively confused about where I’m at right now. Just when I think I’m starting to understand myself better, I feel more confused. Started therapy in February after reaching a point where I couldn’t ignore or manage my mental health struggles anymore. I’ve dabbled in therapy a few times over the last 20 years, but never with real consistency or honesty/willingness/focus (I’m 34). I became very ill with a rough autoimmune disease last summer and really felt backed into a corner earlier this year, forced to look at my life after I had almost lost it due to physical illness. It was now or never. My therapist and I agreed on the diagnosis about six weeks ago and I don’t know if I’m enjoying it or not. She absolutely thinks there’s ADHD there too, but can’t be addressed yet because the symptoms can be more secondary (feel free to correct me). I don’t really care about the label, I just want to feel better. Sure, I don’t introduce myself alongside “I’m bipolar”, but I don’t forget about the very real stigmas that still surround mental health (they’re dumb). I’m genuinely happy to be able to make sense of the last 20 years a bit better. My years of not understanding why I couldn’t “get it together” make more sense now. I’m not absolving myself of responsibility, but I’m not just a bad or lazy person either. I’m also incredibly sad that this could have been addressed years ago and due to my own lack of whatever, wasn’t, and I opted to suffer into adulthood.

I feel like I’ve recently shifted (ten days or so ago) and with the new diagnosis, I had originally felt empowered to identify a shift into a more depressive state. But the more I stay here, the longer I question how much I even understand. I told my therapist on Thursday how rough the previous six days had been, and she recommended reaching out to the provider who prescribes my meds. I’ve been on Prozac for about three weeks now and she’s thinking I need to add a mood stabilizer. This all tracks with what me and my husband (works in healthcare) have read. But is this depression? Or hypomania? I thought it was clear cut after educating myself a little, and am finding that it is anything but.

I’m all for whatever works. I think years of thinking I was stronger than whatever was causing my limitations or thinking it made me weak likely kept me from therapy/getting on medication. At the same time, I’ve always been vocal about my support for mental health care and whatever that entails. My brother committed 3 years ago in September. Our dad had died 18 months prior. I’ve been doing some looking back on the last five years at least and tried to identify shifts or a pattern, but again, just when I think I see one, it doesn’t make sense.

I realize now I intended to vent/ask a question and just let my mind go as I typed lol I’m so committed to getting better- finding the right combo of meds and using therapy to work through my past, unlearn certain behaviors, and learn new ones. After getting physically ill, I do realize that our time here is finite and I just want to enjoy mine a bit. It hasn’t been all sadness, but I wish I could just interact with the world better? Turn my brain off? Finish something I started? Idk. Anyone else feel this lost after diagnosis while simultaneously being happy/grateful to be making progress on this journey? Also— what actually is rapid cycling? Thx if you read all of this ❤️