DISCLAIMER I am not trying to slander the drug Phentermine or deter people from using it. Just wanted to share my own personal experience.
For reference, I am 23F, CW 283, SW 312, in the process of preparing for the sleeve gastrectomy. Phentermine was prescribed to me by my primary care provider to help me better adhere to the advice I am receiving during nutrition counseling in the hopes of helping me learn better habits easier. I began taking 1/2 tab of the 37.5mg dose every morning (so 18.75mg basically) starting February 20th, 2020. Today is March 10th, 2020 and I won’t be taking this drug again.
When I first started taking it, I felt amazing. So full of energy, so focused. I got so much accomplished and ate so very little. The weight started to melt off. I thought this was a miracle drug. I took it every day that I worked and skipped a day here and there when I felt I didn’t need it as much. There were a few times when I skipped that I would binge terribly; so the days following, I might take a full tab or over-restrict my food intake to compensate.
About 5-7 days into taking phentermine, people started to comment on the way I was acting. I was noticeably more irritable and “bitchier” than I usually am. I chalked it up to it just being a part of the confidence boost I was experiencing and continued taking it. By this point I had lost about 7-8 pounds.
Not a whole lot changed between then and March 6th, this past Friday. But then, I started to feel... “crazy,” for lack of a better descriptor. My mood was all over the place. One moment I would feel on top of the world, the next, picking fights with people just for the hell of it, the next, sobbing uncontrollably in my bed alone. I ignored my friends and loved ones and stayed in as I didn’t feel much like seeing any of them. Then the real problems started to set in.
I fell into a deep state of depression. I started to not care about anything, a lot of my old demons came back. I called into work two days in a row, claiming illness. I started doing things that were completely out of character for me.... blew off my friends with lies, spent a lot of money shopping, posted nudes on the internet, sex chatted with strangers. I got on Tinder and decided I wanted to hook up with someone random. I got so far as to being at their house, likely about to do the deed, when I had a “wait wtf am I doing?” Moment. I made an excuse to leave, went home and cried and cried and drank. I experienced suicidal thoughts multiple times throughout this time... but it didn’t feel like my own brain thinking those thoughts. It felt like a demon had infiltrated my mind and was forcing me to think them? Not sure if that makes sense. I started to become detached from reality. I was nauseous, my resting heart rate at times was 100-115 sustained. I went to go visit my mom, because I felt I needed someone to ground me... she immediately could tell that I seemed “off” and said she was worried about me. I had recently told her I started taking phentermine and she asked if I was still on it. Thank God she did, because it was the thing that made me FINALLY connect the dots as to what was happening. I thought that maybe I was just having a rough time with my mental health. But.... I’ve been off of it for almost 48 hours now and feel a world of difference. Almost as though my own personality has re-entered my brain.
Anyways. Thank you, if you’ve read this entire debacle. I’m interested to hear if anyone else has had a similar experience with the drug. Also, if there are any other subreddits you think this would belong to better, please let me know.
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