How Western Medicine Saved My Career
I am currently sitting in an elegant house, with a hot tub, an Olympic-sized pool, two Persian cats, a golden retriever, a miniature collie, a sports car, towels the size of blankets, a 60 inch TV in every bedroom (and all three living rooms), priceless art and a stunning chandelier in the foyer. Now, I am not telling you all of this to boast, I am simply sharing this with you to express that never in my life would I have guessed that I’d be in such a luxurious home spending a week looking after such beauty and 4 very well behaved pets. There’s no way I would have ever imagined it, but here I am, sitting in this fancy kitchen writing this, my very first blog post. I also would’ve never imagined in a million years that I’d be saying this next bit… I have Western medicine to thank for this success. Specifically, I have ADHD medication and antidepressants to thank.
“But this isn’t your home, so what do you mean by success?”
Now, I know what you’re thinking, “but this isn’t your home, so what do you mean by success?” Before I answer, you have to understand that I am a very free spirited, 30 year old Goddess, who’s living the life of her dreams. I am an adult content creator and I have a growing pet sitting business. Both of these career options give me flexibility and, most importantly, freedom.
My own mind imprisoned me…
Less than four months ago I was seriously struggling with depression, horrible anxiety and ADHD. I couldn’t bear to get out of bed most days and I couldn’t engage with my fans or my pet sitting business. I didn’t care about anything. I was just this miserable, lonely, scared person who couldn’t get anything accomplished. How the hell was I going to survive? My own mind imprisoned me, trapped in the depths of my despair. It was a never ending cycle of self-loathing, unworthiness and an inability to do anything I wanted to do, much less needed to do. I was stuck.
After 6 grueling months I had had enough! “I’ve been here once before,” I reminded myself. It was about 15 years ago, and I had experienced a series of loss and trauma, one right after the other. I went to therapy, got on medication, and it helped.
I no longer believed in the power of Western medicine.
However, there was one problem, I no longer believed in the power of Western medicine. “Pharmatopia”, as I like to call it, the for profit monstrosity fueled by greed most people in the U.S. blindly accept as law, has just really dampened my belief in Western medicine. Actually, to put it lightly, It’s completely destroyed it! I hadn’t taken any medication other than Midol in years. I barely went to the doctor. Instead I turned to Eastern medicinal practices and they always served me well. However, this time it was not doing the trick.
“Take the damn pill”
How in the fuck was I going to get out of this?! Luckily, despite my depressed and anxious state, I was still able to scroll the feeds of my social media accounts. As I was scrolling through the book of faces a string of words caught my eye, it said “Take the damn pill.” What followed was a single paragraph of stern, but loving wisdom.
“Depressed? Take a pill. Got a headache? Take a pill. Can’t get it up? Take the damn pill. Seriously, stop complaining about your problems and just take the pill. You don’t have to stay on it forever, just take it until you don’t need it anymore.”
This was exactly what I needed to hear; my saving grace. The neurons in my brain lit up, and I was suddenly able to look past my disdain for Pharmatopia. I could take a pill!
Now I no longer struggle with symptoms…
I’m going to save the series of events that followed for another time. I wouldn’t be here writing this if I hadn’t taken the damn pills. My inability to focus and my sad, anxious state of being would’ve continued holding me back. Now, 6 months later, I’m enjoying life again, my businesses are growing and I no longer struggle with symptoms of anxiety, depression or ADHD. My career as a free spirited Goddess is saved.
In closing, I’d like to thank a few people that helped me along the way. My therapist for being the liaison between Eastern practices and Western therapy. The psychologist she referred me too. My partner for being supportive while I was miserable. Also, for doing endless amounts of research for me to help me decide. The woman from the book of faces that wrote the words, “take the damn pill.” I’ll leave you with this, my interpretation of what clicked after reading those fateful words. If you are depressed, anxious or unable to focus because of ADHD it’s okay to get the mental health care that you need. I know how lonely of a place it is to be trapped inside your head. Just take the damn pill.
