My doc put me on two anti-depressant/anti-anxiety meds during my sitch. One was only to take during an acute attack, like an anxiety attack (I had had one, when I personally saw my wife get out of her car in a department store parking lot, get into OM's truck, and drive away, and I knew she was lying to me again . . .) and the other was a daily med to just kind of "even me out." That one helped tremendously, and it was a good two years before I got off of it once our marriage was all good again.
There's no shame in it, U-t. Lots of people take them, and if it helps you function and do all of the other things you need to do, I believe it's one of those "greater good" things.
