Monica's story

Monica had the same dream again. It seemed like there was a war fighting close to her village, and the sounds of the war getting closer terrified her.

Monica was sure beyond doubt that she would die if the enemy would catch her.

So Monica ran away from her home. She kept running and running, looking for safety, looking for help, but there was nobody around to save her.

She was getting tired, but Monica knew that she had to run for her life. She couldn’t stop to eat and she slept only a few hours, when crushing. But she had to fly to safety!

Monica woke up in terror. The same dream. Again. Her heart was racing, and her head was about to explode with pressure. She couldn’t lay still in her bed, her legs were restless, ready to run again.

Monica started to cry in despair.

The morning sun was shining bright through the windows and Monica glanced over the antidepressants vial. She didn’t want to take a pill today. She wanted the night terror to stop, not to numb it away. Monica? felt lifeless, with no emotions, when she took? the pill.

The doctor prescribed her antidepressants 8 months ago. Also, the doctor said that, according to the guidelines, Monica will have to stay on antidepressants for the rest of her life, since this relapse was the second episode.

Monica? didn’t want to be on antidepressants for the rest of her life. But also, she didn’t see any other choice, and she was so incredibly exhausted because of the lack of sleep and barely eating.

She was stuck in terror.