Trazohell
Naive fool
- Sep 25, 2019
- 8
Hello,
I am a 25 year old man from Germany.
I have been struggling with clinical depression, personality disorder and later anxiety since 2012.
In 2015, I had SSRI prescribed by a psychiatrist whom I took until the beginning of 2017 because they stopped working.
I got a numb penis after weaning, but luckily it disappeared within months.
I then read for the first time about PSSD (Post-SSRI sexual dysfunction) and decided to stay away from these drugs in the future.
I met a girl and my libido was insane, maybe even better than ever in my life and also before SSRI.
Whatever, she actually had a boyfriend, but it didn't go well with him anymore. We fell in love, it was perfect. I thought I met the woman I have been waiting for a long time.
Then, June 2017, she began to stood me up: no money, no time, sick ...
I realized something was wrong and developed sleep disturbance from that day on because I was worried about losing her.
At a festival we met for the last time. She said she wanted to play with open cards and tell her boyfriend everything.
In addition, she would be nervous at the end (she also had depression) and she would soon go into rehab.
She said from her own experience, she would tear all into the abyss. But I was blind with love and we decided that she talks to her boyfriend and we try a love triangle.
It took weeks, on demand how it's going on, she tell she would take it slow. Then months, her rehab was on and I thought everything would get better from now on and we would see us soon again.
I cried a lot at the time because my gut feeling told me that we would never see each other again in the loving way.
She wrote me that I am a wonderful person but she is afraid of perfection.
Then I became angry and confronted her with everything, then she blocked me in WhatsApp and Facebook.
Meanwhile, I was mentally injured, severe depression, anxiety and depersonalization due to the loss and stress.
I enrolled in a psychiatric hospital and was soon admitted. I accepted the breakup and decided to move on with my life but sleep disorders persisted. I also had such a strong fear that I became paranoid and thought the other patients or the hospital kitchen might pour something into my glass to hurt me.
So I asked for benzodiazepines that they did not want to give me because they could make them dependent.
I googled for medications and decided on Trazodon. I read somewhere that it is in the US, the most prescriped sleeping pills and should have no sexual side effects, it could even be "prosexual" (lol).
I took the pills only 11 times and stopped when I noticed testicular pain, weak erections, and a libido near zero.
Too late. To this day I suffer from a loss of libido, weak erections, pelvic and prostate pain, cognitive difficulties, anhedonia, ...
There is no treatment for it. Studies are just starting and a remedy is expected in 10 years (optimistic) or more.
I have already tried out a lot of potential remedies from the PSSD community, so far without much success.
I have come to the end with my Latin and my strength.
I was a smart, handsome young man who was joking and looking forward to life. Despite depression, he had a deep passion and an insane sexual function that other men only dreamed of. Nothing is left of it.
After depression has taken so much, I've lost the pitiful remnant of myself.
I have no pride anymore. I had break my nerves for a woman, although I could had someone who just wants me. I betrayed my body by exposing it to a disgusting chemical.
I put my fingers in my ass out of desperation to massage the prostate and the pelvic floor, while the girl I talked about is grinning today and does not even look at me with her ass.
I had the chance to stay away from people and medications that didn't do me any good. I did not appreciate what I had. Now I got the receipt for everything.
My story is similar to that of Zadig777, which was also destroyed by Trazodon. I hope to find the most suitable method for me, if I decide to take this step.
regards
I am a 25 year old man from Germany.
I have been struggling with clinical depression, personality disorder and later anxiety since 2012.
In 2015, I had SSRI prescribed by a psychiatrist whom I took until the beginning of 2017 because they stopped working.
I got a numb penis after weaning, but luckily it disappeared within months.
I then read for the first time about PSSD (Post-SSRI sexual dysfunction) and decided to stay away from these drugs in the future.
I met a girl and my libido was insane, maybe even better than ever in my life and also before SSRI.
Whatever, she actually had a boyfriend, but it didn't go well with him anymore. We fell in love, it was perfect. I thought I met the woman I have been waiting for a long time.
Then, June 2017, she began to stood me up: no money, no time, sick ...
I realized something was wrong and developed sleep disturbance from that day on because I was worried about losing her.
At a festival we met for the last time. She said she wanted to play with open cards and tell her boyfriend everything.
In addition, she would be nervous at the end (she also had depression) and she would soon go into rehab.
She said from her own experience, she would tear all into the abyss. But I was blind with love and we decided that she talks to her boyfriend and we try a love triangle.
It took weeks, on demand how it's going on, she tell she would take it slow. Then months, her rehab was on and I thought everything would get better from now on and we would see us soon again.
I cried a lot at the time because my gut feeling told me that we would never see each other again in the loving way.
She wrote me that I am a wonderful person but she is afraid of perfection.
Then I became angry and confronted her with everything, then she blocked me in WhatsApp and Facebook.
Meanwhile, I was mentally injured, severe depression, anxiety and depersonalization due to the loss and stress.
I enrolled in a psychiatric hospital and was soon admitted. I accepted the breakup and decided to move on with my life but sleep disorders persisted. I also had such a strong fear that I became paranoid and thought the other patients or the hospital kitchen might pour something into my glass to hurt me.
So I asked for benzodiazepines that they did not want to give me because they could make them dependent.
I googled for medications and decided on Trazodon. I read somewhere that it is in the US, the most prescriped sleeping pills and should have no sexual side effects, it could even be "prosexual" (lol).
I took the pills only 11 times and stopped when I noticed testicular pain, weak erections, and a libido near zero.
Too late. To this day I suffer from a loss of libido, weak erections, pelvic and prostate pain, cognitive difficulties, anhedonia, ...
There is no treatment for it. Studies are just starting and a remedy is expected in 10 years (optimistic) or more.
I have already tried out a lot of potential remedies from the PSSD community, so far without much success.
I have come to the end with my Latin and my strength.
I was a smart, handsome young man who was joking and looking forward to life. Despite depression, he had a deep passion and an insane sexual function that other men only dreamed of. Nothing is left of it.
After depression has taken so much, I've lost the pitiful remnant of myself.
I have no pride anymore. I had break my nerves for a woman, although I could had someone who just wants me. I betrayed my body by exposing it to a disgusting chemical.
I put my fingers in my ass out of desperation to massage the prostate and the pelvic floor, while the girl I talked about is grinning today and does not even look at me with her ass.
I had the chance to stay away from people and medications that didn't do me any good. I did not appreciate what I had. Now I got the receipt for everything.
My story is similar to that of Zadig777, which was also destroyed by Trazodon. I hope to find the most suitable method for me, if I decide to take this step.
regards
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