Word of the Day
I had something to write but I don’t think it’s there anymore. My computer is acting bizarre (and virused) and the laptop took forever to turn on so the thought is fading. It was about drugs and the disturbing affect they have on thought processes. That’s my word of the day: disturbed.
It disturbs me greatly that I’m so damn happy on the Prozac. It makes orgasming nearly impossible while simultaneously making it much easier for me to want sex. What a horrible catch 22.
How do you know who you really are and what you’re really thinking if it can all be altered that easily?
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That’s as close as I can get.
if it makes life easier, it’s legal, and it’s not hurting you…..why care? Isn’t life better chemically balanced?
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I guess mine doesn’t make me feel “happy”. I just don’t have days where I would rather be on the couch all day then step outside. Not in a lazy way so much as some days I could not muster the energy to move, i just felt dead. Work doesn’t bother me as much either, like it still pisses me off, but something is different about it. The rest of my life is the same, and I didn’t really realize there was a difference until I came off of it for a week.
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Don’t feel bad about not being miserable. I’m sure there are a million mixed emotions right now, but sometimes you have to get back into the mode of functioning before you can dig deep into them.
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