So, even if nobody else reads this, it’s more of a diary for me.
In the middle of March 2021, one Monday morning, I woke up and said to myself, “I can’t do this anymore”.
You see, I had been on 75mg of Venlafaxine per day for about 6 years. It’s a long story bound for another post some day. But something triggered me over the weekend and I couldn’t face work. Thankfully, my line manager was an angel; she immediately told me to go on sick leave and visit a doctor.
TL;DR I had a month off work and my dose was increased to 112mg per day. Plus, I was assigned a therapist by Occupational Health, who happened to be a perfect match.
I’m on my way back to reality now. It feels good.