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Free from fear (sort of) and full of hope!

Here we go again!

Today I am turning 27 and I feel so good about that! I have got a lot of optimism for this year. I’m finally done with my 9 years of antidepressants, I am my own friend and I have learnt how to communicate with my body. But still, I’ve just got that last bit to go in order to get these chemicals out of my system, and the turbulence has been real, but this time not so scary because I’ve learnt from the past episodes that everything will pass.

My anger is bubbling up to the surface again, my sadness is making itself known. I am depressed from time to time but I am not scared of my depression. Not anymore, and that is probably the biggest breakthrough I’ve had in a long time. I can allow myself to feel as if I will never feel that I want to do anything ever again until it passes, because it does. I know that this medication is making its way through and out of my body and I am okay with that. I am okay with not wanting to do things other than reed my books and watch my shows and study my online courses that I am doing at the moment. I am okay with not being the centre of other peoples lives and I am okay with exploring my inner world and getting to know myself from the inside and out. In fact, despite small tingles of guilt for not participating in the world out there I am enjoying just being with myself, I know that the world out there will still be there when I am ready to leave my cocoon.

What I am not okay with is how this detachment from this medicine is sometimes taking over my whole being and I am having a hard time not seeing the worst in other people. I feel selfish in the way I act and think about people in those moments and I don’t enjoy not feeling as other people and the world is the reason, the source of my unhappiness. I blame “them” in my head in these moments, believing that it is because of them and the way they act that I cannot feel free and happy within myself. I know that all of this is bullshit, but then – when my body is taken over by this wave of depression that is what I feel and it is real. I am so lucky to have worked so much with myself and learned how to realise when I live in my mind – the problem finding (and solving) tool – so that I can realise that what I am experiencing in the moment isn’t real – even though it is so fucking real. I often have to tell Adrian in the middle of acting as my worst nightmare that I am not myself and I know that what I think is the reason to why I feel the way I feel is just an expression of what is going on inside of me, but in the moment I can do nothing but surrender to the feeling and be ok with it, be aware of it in order to not act upon it.

So this is what has happened.

Last week I took the last dosage of sertraline – an antidepressant I’ve been on for about nine years. I’ve been cutting down slowly slowly slowly since August 2017 to minimise these meltdowns and panick attacks to occur. The past three months has been great. I feel as if I have really got to know myself on a deeper level and I have learnt how to communicate and listen to my body. I have learnt that my body knows more about myself and the world than my brain could ever think up and the more I move my awareness down from my mind into my body I feel calm, centred, connected to something bigger and I feel as if I from there also can see people.

When I used to live all up in my mind I was too absorbed in how things should be and how people should act that I didn’t see the people behind the people that I met in my day. I only saw them when they were doing things or living life the “wrong” way, according to myself. People who live all up in their minds, myself included, tend to expect only perfection of the rest of the people of the planet and if they slip up we snap at them and let them know “whats what”. In order to avoid this many people put on masks and live inauthentic to who they really are. We come up with social rules so that we don’t have to think about how we should act in order for people to accept us – and slowly but surely we forget who we truly are and become a society shaped being who have forgotten how to listen in. We only hear our thoughts and rules. We search for all the answers out there, in the world – as if someone else can tell you what your body is trying to communicate with you. We numb our emotions, feelings, chemical messages with all these drugs, pain killers etc and we have stopped believing that the body actually can communicate with us. We brush that off as mumbo jumbo whilst we wonder why we have acid reflux and shove some pills down that might temporarily soothe the acid reflux for a day. Alternatively we could do it the mumbo jumbo way and ask our bodies what it is trying to communicate through that acid reflux – could it be something we do on a regular basis that might not be of favour for our stomachs? We have completely surrendered our bodies to the modern world and we seem to think that we can put all these chemically and hormone pumped food into it, pump it full of sugar and other inflammation inhibiting substances and then get a shock when we actually feel sick or lethargic.

We step into the roles of victims and think that this state of mind we end up in, or whatever happens to our body happens out of the blue and we take no responsibility for it. Instead we go to the doctors and say “why me?” and the doctors say “poor you, here take this and that for this and that” (not knowing (?) or ignoring (?) the chain reaction of side effects) and we go home with our new prescription and swallow it down with something that will definitely not soothe the acic reflux, but hey, we got a pill that will fix that now…

This is the way I have lived my life up until a few years ago when I actually started to believe in the fact that my body is not just a stupid… body. It is alive and it is essentially natural. I started to ask myself what would happen to any other animal if we started to feed them what we feed ourselves and our children and it is just so obvious that they would get sick and probably live shorter and less happy lives – because it is not what they are “supposed to” eat. Imagine giving your dog or cat ibuprofen or whatever, on a regular basis. That just seems so stupid, yet we do it to ourselves.

I wonder what would happen if you took two identical twins and taught one how to listen and live in a relationship to her body and the other one to live by the truths of today, with no faith in her body and soul and just feed it through the mind and what all the authorities tell us is right. The outcome is so clear to me.

So, I’ve gone off my pills and the after waves are making me question my whole existence from time to time but with every meltdown I learn something new about myself and the world and even though I feel like dying for a couple of hours with each meltdown I am actually not afraid of them anymore. In the times of panic and darkness I always seem to find the questions I need to be asking myself.

Stop numbing your body’s signals!

Anorexia and eating disorders… fuck it, all depression, rehabs and shit should be paying close attention to the “patience’s” diets. The more I read about it – the more it make sense. Kelly Brogan, for example, is putting it beautifully when she says that all people even should be grateful for depression and anxiety since it is their bodies way of telling them that something is in imbalance or wrong inside. Something is being over or under-consumed or is lacking in the diet which results in a chemical or physical imbalance. Instead of adding that “missing-chemical” or vitamin in tablet form (which most likely will come with at least one side effect) we should see it as a turning point where we can take charge of the steering wheel and drive ourselves into sanity.

The thing is that that depression or anxiety that you might feel is probably not the only thing “wrong” inside of you. It would most likely be like the overused metaphor “the tip of the iceberg”. Medication can help – yes, I know that myself. Antidepressants have picked me up from many dark alleys in my life, but if I would’ve known that everything in fact is as connected on the inside as it is; I would’ve made sure that I had tried everything natural before I reached for my “last resort”.

I cant help myself from looking back at my nineteen year old, fake sugar, alcohol, caffeine, paracetamol, gluten and dairy munching self with a wonder of what might have happened if I knew enough about the chemical process happening inside of my body. I want to slap that naïve girl in the face when she said “diet coke has no calories so it doesn’t affect the body”. I want to say to her “Well, how the hell is your life working out for you then?”. But she would’ve gone berserk. She was crazy (literally). (btw, she is still crazy but now more the good crazy. you know; happily crazy!)

the happiness hormone

Look, I even learnt yesterday (from Giulia Enders, Gut – the inside story of our body’s most under-rated organ) that when we eat fruit sugar – fructose – the amino acid tryptophan links up with the fructose molecule in the digestion process. When we over consume fructose and our bodies can’t make use of all of it the body lose the sugar molecule but also all the tryptophan linked to it. We don’t produce an endless amount of tryptophan so then it turns out we use it all up if we over consume fructose. Tryptophan is needed in the body to make serotonin – the happiness hormone. Ta-da.

If you are not aware of this it is so easy to over consume fructose. It’s added in tomato sauce, yoghurts, lollies, “no refined sugar-products”-tricking you into believing they are healthy, pasta sauces and processed food in general. It is everywhere. It might say corn syrup, apple-juice or any other fruit juice – they are all the same. It all uses up the tryptophan.

This is just one of the processes in the body that shows that when we eat naively and don’t consider how the food affect our mental state we might miss out on the production of the best hormones in the world. Imagine all the other crazy processes we can be missing out on simply by just not listening to our bodies’ signals to us that we instead use over the counter drugs to mask? Instead of listening to signals of pain, frustration or sadness we are taught to numb them with pharmaceuticals and we keep living on with dysfunctional bodies completely or at least half way disconnected from ourselves.

I am excited to say that today I have cut a quarter off my serotonin pill – this is when I start take charge and turning the wheel around. I am no longer that naïve girl I once was. Today I listen to people who know way more than I do – but most importantly I am reaching out (or in) to listen to my own body.