Birth control is a total bitch.
I had the Nexplanon since mid-May without much issue until suddenly, near the end of July, I snapped.
All August only got worse and worse as the hormones from the implant destroyed who I am.
I was overly aggressive, getting easily pissed off or annoyed over simple things, then the depression hit. I thought "Maybe I'm still adjusting... Just have to push through." but having depression seemed off. I'm being treated for that, doing fantastically, now suddenly I'm falling into the dark, downward spiral that eats every little light of ray you have.
At the end of August, I had a massive mental break down along with a suicide plan. Nothing mattered. I wanted it all to stop but a little part of me knew I've got to keep pushing through.
I scheduled an appointment, had the Nexplanon taken out, had Mirena put in and now,
I.
Am.
Awesome!
Fuck Nexplanon in the face.
Happy note - After all this bullshit, Nathan and I got engaged as of September 17th.
Vivianne and I are expected to fly back to Alaska here in the next few weeks or so.