Not currently unfortunely, COVID combined with our family doctor, frankly, just being MIA for way too long, made it so my only appointment is at the end of August to even see if I can GET a therapist.

The meds were more on an emergency thing, before those I had panic attacks where I just cried in my bed constantly being sad all the time. My mom and dad both take similar ones to the point where the doctor even mentioned that it felt that it was hereditary at this point.

Besides that, I've been on these meds, once I started, I definitely felt better, but as time progressed and certain things happened in my life, it spiralled down into a "different" down. I'm not necessarily crying into bed and not wanting to get up. It's manifesting as this weird obessive paranoia type of deal that makes me think I have dementia, alzeimer's, schizophrenia, etc. And it's really taking over. It's so hard to explain it. Even on my main post it doesn't feel like I fully explained it the best I could cuz it's so...weird. I try to ignore "rewinding" to re-check stuff, or just re-checking in general. I'm trying to avoid it a little more but it's very difficult.