My psych prescribed me Zoloft (sertraline), which after one week has me throwing up after every meal, and as a result feeling more weak and run-down than I was before I started taking it. The dosage has since been reduced, and I'll see how that goes.
I've found that when the little guy is screaming and won't go to sleep, if I sit there next to him, and hold his hand, and talk to him about how he's going to help me rebuild my project car, how I can buy him his first motorbike (and look after it for him for the next 18 years
), how I can teach him to make his own beer, and how I'll buy him his first rifle. It's usually by this time, he's got a really solid grip on my hand and has nodded off listening to my voice, and I've had the benefit of coming up with all sorts of happy thoughts of the future.
My appetite is shot, the nausea is horrible (I hate those freaking pills), I still have anxiety attacks on a daily basis, but every now and then I do get positive thoughts starting to creep in.
The most helpful thing is knowing that I'm not alone, and having finally found a forum in which I can talk about this stuff openly with other people who understand it. I intend on sticking around on here to repay all the help that this forum has and will give me in the future. It's a fantastic resource to have. Just a pity that there's sod all for Paternal Post Partum Anxiety/Depression/Panic support in my country.