One not-cool thing about Effexor
I think I forgot to take my meds this morning... we went to brunch and I wore a skirt with no pockets. Normally I would have put the pill in my pocket so I'd be sure and find it later if I forgot during or right after breakfast. Twelve hours later I am slightly agitated, the early stage of antidepressant (or whatever) withdrawal. I just took my pill, and hopefully I'll sleep through the worse parts of this feeling and the drug will re-integrate itself into my system before I wake up.
Watching a movie filmed from the perspective of a paranoid schizophrenic does not help.
I think the fact that I'm "addicted" to this drug bothers Philip. I think he prefers not to think about it, which he doesn't have to, most times. I'm pretty good about taking it, so he doesn't see so much of this.
I prefer not to think about this addiction, too.
Watching a movie filmed from the perspective of a paranoid schizophrenic does not help.
I think the fact that I'm "addicted" to this drug bothers Philip. I think he prefers not to think about it, which he doesn't have to, most times. I'm pretty good about taking it, so he doesn't see so much of this.
I prefer not to think about this addiction, too.