Please help, I am the moistest newborn regarding life skills.
My question is this: how does a person start over after suffering a severe early setback?
When I was nineteen years old, I started taking the pill. A few weeks later, I found myself rooted to the ground with anxiety and depression. I dutifully talked to a doctor, who asked about my family history of mental illness—my father, sister, grandmother, and great-grandmother are all manic-depressive—and speedily diagnosed me as being manic-depressive as well. He started me on horse-doses of Topamax, Wellbutrin, and Klonopin. It would be an understatement to say that I reacted poorly to these drugs. My weight dropped to a hundred pounds; I fainted on a regular basis; I was overcome with fatigue and listlessness. However, when I expressed concern to my doctor, he assured me that the pills were helping, that the pills were necessary, that I would need to be on the pills for the rest of my life. It hadn’t occurred to me that the estrogen could be causing the depression, and it apparently didn’t occur to the doctor either. Needless to say, I now regard him with a hatred I would normally reserve for a bunny-swallower reeking of nun-blood.
I remember very little of the next few years. I got married when I was 21, and moved away from my family when I was 23. Removing myself from my dysfunctional parents seems to have triggered in me a desire to change; six months later, I stopped taking all the pills cold-turkey. The benzodiazepine withdrawal was excruciating, as some of you must know. I wasn’t even aware that it was a habituating drug. However, after a few months passed and the withdrawal symptoms lessened and finally disappeared, I found myself feeling so good—not euphoric, merely energetic and happy. I felt better than I had in years, better than I could remember. I felt normal and capable again, and that feeling hasn’t gone away.
How do I begin my life again? I’m 24 now, and I feel I missed out on a few years that are crucial to developing certain survival skills. I have no degree. I have no car. I have no job. I have no credit cards, no bank account. I have no money. My husband and I recently moved to Florida, so I have no friends, either. I acquired a literary agent shortly after I started taking the pills, but lost contact with him as my health began to worsen. It looks very bleak, all written out like that. It is bleak. My husband is abstractly supportive, but he seems to be more of the “throw the toddler in the pool and he’ll figure out how to swim, and if he doesn’t then it’s his own little toddler fault” type. When I talk to him about going to college, he is given to making mildly discouraging remarks—no, don’t study that; well, we’ll see if you can get in; what would you do with that degree; sure, if you can figure out a way to finance it. This…is not helpful, thought I understand that he is only trying to be practical.
I apologize if this question is too broad or vague; I posted this under my usual name so that I could clarify my situation in the comments as needed. Treat me like Rip Van Winkle—that is to say, do sexy things to me while I grow a long beard under a tree—or like a recently-released prisoner wearing the government’s stiff pants. I am not very good at asking for help, but…please help. I have no idea where to start.
posted by anonymous to grab bag (26 comments total)
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I don't think there's anything you've missed out on in that time that's no longer available to experience. If you've got a passion for studying something, you need to make it clear to your husband that it's very important to you, and take steps to start studying.
Don't spend too much time mourning the past, you can't get it back and it will just make you sad. Focus on what you can do now and in the future to make the most of life!
Get back in contact with your agent, find some part time work, do volunteer work with a charity, join some clubs and meet people with common interests, open a bank account, even if there's nothing to put in it. Don't get a credit card unless you really need it.
Good luck!
posted by tomble at 4:13 PM on August 21, 2006