The sleeping habits of the depressed can be a many splendid thing. And by splendid, I mean horribly confusing, at least in my experience with depression.
In the beginning, I could sleep all day and night, no problem. When I started Zoloft, in the very beginning of my recovery, I was weak from not eating and also wanted to sleep all the time. When I switched to Effexor and started eating again I couldn’t stop thinking about things. And by not being able to control my thoughts, I couldn’t sleep either.
The struggle to find a psychiatrist was a completely different story, but after I finally found one that could fit me in, he prescribed Ambien. I took an entire pill the first night that I also started a higher dosage of Effexor and a mood stabilizer, lets just say the result wasn’t a pretty picture the next day. The rest of the week I used Ambien to sleep, but only took a half of a pill. Even then, I couldn’t sleep the entire night. For some reason, my body wanted to wake up at 3 a.m. I’ve found through extensive reading on the subject that this is not uncommon for depressives.
Now that I feel like I have hit a mostly stable point in my medicine merry-go-round, I’m still having issues staying asleep at night. For some reason my body still wants to wake up at 3 a.m. I typically get up, take a little walk around the place and lay back down and fall asleep shortly after. Right now, I suppose I should just be thankful to get the sleep.
On a side note, I’ve also discovered that it is greatly amusing to watch people and make up a story about their life. I think I’m really going to enjoy the new writing kick that I’m on.