QUOTE (DLJ @ Dec 16 2005, 10:19 AM)
Others have mentioned Perimenopause, but I didn't think that it could cause such anxiety and depression.
Oh, goodness, yes it can! Nothing, absolutely nothing, has been as destabilizing as perimenopause in terms of depression and anxiety. I've been a nervous nellie since I was child, and have depression in my family, so it's always something I've had to deal with and manage. I thought I was doing pretty well, until peri-menopause hit. It wasn't even something I KNEW about, and I have a degree in pharmacology. It was never discussed in school, my mother didn't mention it (we're not that close about such matters), and I just thought you got a few hot flashes in your fifites, and then that was it. I even had a gynocologist who told me there was "no such thing as peri-menopause." (I no longer see her, and secretly hope her tongue falls out.)
It starts insidiously...you think you're just stressed out, but then as the various symptoms start presenting themselves, it becomes undeniable--it's your dwindling, fluctuating, hormones.
I don't think there has ever been a large scale drug study done on the effects of anti-depressants on peri-menopause, but now that I've just written that, I'm going to do some research and find out. I know that prozac is being used in many clinical trials to treat PMDD (which is a fancy name for super-horrible PMS). I think PMDD, and PMS get much, much, much worse during peri-menopause. I used to feel weepy and moody a couple of days before my period, but now, I'm lucky to have 3 days a month without raging emotions. (I wasn't going to admit this, but yesterday, my DD got her driver's license, and I broke down and wept uncontrollably at the Dept of Motor Vehicles. People were staring...strangers offered me kleenex, but I just kept sobbing...I had to go to work looking like Tammy Faye Baker, with the big mascara streaks running down my face. )
I keep saying to myself "this can't be happening because of peri-menopause...I've got to have some other, horrible disease that is undiagnosed." But to be honest, after reading through hundred of posts here, I'm convinced that's just what it is: The beginning of the end of my reproductive years. It's unfair, and certainly not given enough attention by doctors.
I'm willing to bet that by the time today's teenage girls hit their forties, medical science will have more to offer them.
Let's hope...