I started taking Prozac yesterday after going to the dr for an onset of anxiety and depression that started roughly two weeks ago. I have always had anxiety and fear of just baout everything as long as I can remember but it has always been about small things. Result of being sheltered/not really doing much as a kid I think. I have been in the best relationship of my life for the past 2.5 years and we just got engaged 3 months ago. It is everything I have alwasy wanted. Which is why the fact that my anxiety is centered around this relationship ending has been killing me the last two weeks. It seems like my brain is for some reason all of a sudden trying to make every excuse in the book to end it even though I don't want to. I have a voice telling me that I am gay (even though I have never been sexually attracted or attracted otherwise other than in an envious way to a woman), I have had one telling me that I don't really love him and that I am trying to convince myself that I do and the last few days it has been telling me that I just need to let him go so he doesn't have to deal with me going through this even though that is what a husband is supposed to do. I know it is only my second day of taking Prozac and that everything I have read says that things will only get worse before they get better and I really start feeling normal and back to myself again but as someone who has always been highly impatient and is so in love with her fiance that she can't imagine a world without him, it is so hard to trust the wait. I know this is a long post but I am really hoping to find someone who has gone through something similar and can give me words of encouragement to get over this "hump"
Thank you for listening,
Megan