Better living through chemistry...or something

With my last doctor's visit, I requested a script for an antidepressant. I've always had trouble with depression, it comes and goes, but with teh death of my father, I'd decided life is too short of swallow or white knuckle through emotions, so I've been trying to acknowledge them and deal, which has had some effects.

The medication I was prescribed was Lexipro and after two days I was noticing changes I wasn't so sure about. Basically, I was feeling like I'd drunk a triple espresso on an empty stomach, without the jitters. Fortunately that phase of the medication seems to have passed now, cause that was not a feeling I was enjoying.