Jun 16, 2008 12:57
seroxat,
self harm,
meds,
mood,
therapy,
depression,
rambling,
prostap,
pms,
lustral,
life,
livial,
kliovance,
menopause,
physical health,
effexor,
reflection,
mental health,
zispin,
suicide,
lamotrigine,
house,
diazepam
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Him: How are you?
Me: Confused
Him: No you're not confused, confused means you don't know where you are and think you are in Buckingham Palace, start again
Him: How are feeling?
Me: I thought I was doing well but -
Him: No you were doing well it says so here *points at notes*
Me: Well I'm not 100% sure I was (avoiding using word confused)
Him: No you were ...
I did in the end manage to get several words in. He was wanting to put me on antidepressants but we are holding off to see if I can come off of jab for a bit - see reply to lis
See I'm not looking to feel like me again. I'm looking to find out what I feel like without drugs. It may be better than I did, it may be the same, it will probably be worse. But I want to know. I feel like there is another layer of me that is hidden and supressed. I wanna find out what it is, but I don't expect it to be cute and fuffy.
Dans
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Glad the clean slate analogy worked :-)
Dans
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I dunno, was getting fustrated at him.
Who are you btw?
Dans
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