This weekend Tim and I went to a wonderful wedding surrounded by old friends and new. The plan was to pace myself and not get too excited, i.e completely smashed. Safe to say, the plan did not stick and I got too excited.
My antidepressant leaflet says “alcohol should be avoided when taking sertraline.” It doesn’t say why, but these are my reasons.
You Will Go Too Far, Have Too Many and Be Too Drunk
As a result, you will either a.) be sick b.)do something silly or c.) need to be taken home early.
I fell into “C” category this weekend.
Tim had to take me back to the hotel at about 11 because I had had too much and was talking complete rubbish.
You Will Have the Worst Hangover Ever
I was lucky this time, I missed breakfast. However, I got back in the game after a Coca-Cola at 10am, and was able to get train into central London, (small nap taken), and go to a museum.
I don’t know why, but if I drink fizzy things like Prosecco or Champagne, it is terrible. My heart pounds either all night, or all the next day. I am left feeling like I’m constantly mid panic attack.
No matter how I have behaved, even if I was fine, I will go over every conversation and every look. I’ll do this over and over again, feeling the shame. There is no other word for the feeling. Utter paranoia, complete shame, disturbs my brain for days, maybe forever!
The wedding was on Friday, and it is now middle of the night Monday/Tuesday and I still don’t have my sleep back on track. That is because I just feel so unsettled. I am overtired, overdone, and oversocialized.
I’m Suffering a Mental Hangover
There is no physical hangover now, just the mental hangover! I don’t know how long it will last or How long will it take to recover. It was a weekend of conversations, and a weekend of being busy. Not only that, it was a weekend of traveling about, being judged, and of small talk.
Hopefully not too much longer. xx
Maybe I’ll Read This Piece Before I Have My First Glass
I know I shouldn’t drink with my medication, and I know what it does to me. But will I do it again? Probably. However, maybe next time I’ll read this just before I have my first glass. Perhaps it will cause me to think twice about the 2nd or maybe 3rd.
We had such a wonderful weekend, I only wish was that I had not drank. I would remember it so much more, and I wouldn’t feel the paranoia I now feel.
It would just have been the happy, colourful, glowing memories of such a beautiful day.
Think twice Lala! Xx