Our Zoloft Journey

So, we've decided to medicate our child.

It has been an excruciating, lengthy decision. We have this bright, beautiful boy whose anxiety and nervousness are palpable. We have tried everything we could think of to try - predictable schedules and relaxation techniques among them. After a particularly tough evening, we made the decision to ask our pediatrician's help. We knew the implications; we knew exactly what she would suggest.

So,here we are. With a Zoloft prescription. And hoping. And I question the decision daily.

What is the price that my son will have to pay? Any? How will we know when to quit? Will it ever get better without medication? What does that mean for his future? Will he resent this,our intrusion into his brain? Will he ever know with how much love and fear and regret and hope I force this into him?

Does every mother in this position feel like a failure? I take every side effect (bad taste, loose stools) personally. Rationally, I know this is the best option for him right now. I am grateful we do have this choice. Without it, we would all be pretty desperate here.

We are at the beginning of our Zoloft journey; no measurable changes yet... Here's to hoping.