Happy Pills Don’t Exist

Please don’t get me wrong, this is not an anti-medication post. I am all for and totally pro medication, when and where it is needed it can be essential and life saving. 

There have been times when I would not have been able to cope without medication. And I attribute the beginnings of my recovery to the strength and motivation I was able to gain as a result of starting on medication. Without it, I would not have been able to summon the strength to access, treatment and in the beginning I would not have been anywhere near stable or safe enough to confront my demons or learn the skills offered to me without it. 

My point here is that they are NOT the cure. And they are not always appropriate. I am experimenting currently with going off meds. After 2 years and with only 3 months left in therapy, it’s scary. But I have to try. I have to know who I am and how I cope without it. Can I apply the skills? Can I live effectively? Can I cope with my highest highs and my lowest lows? Is the sense of “muted”, “dulled”, emotion I have felt recently due to me not needing my medication anymore? Or not? I won’t know til I try… so I’m trying. 

But yeah, I just wanted to clarify that I am not anti-medication. Nor am I “pro” medication. 

I am pro doing what works for you at any particular time in your life and changing things if it feels like something needs to change.
And finally, the point the words in the picture make stands. As those of us ON medication know well, and those of us who have never tried it can (understandably) sometime not know…. they are NOT happy pills. 

There are no happy pills… [unless you count those that are not legal, certainly won’t be prescribed by your GP and probably wouldn’t help with functioning if taken on a daily basis (debates about medicinal uses of various substances and microdosing aside – perhaps I’ll address those in a future post) 😂😜]

Art Journal Sketch Series. Watercolour Pencil on Paper.Copyright Katy Matilda Neo, 2017.