Apologies for the lack of posting, I do an awful lot of lurking though so hopefully you can all feel my presence as my leering eyes softly caress your seductively constructed word-meat.
Today I decided to break it off with Sertraline, it was good for a while but it turns out we now want different things.
From the off (about an hour after first dose) it gave me a sensation I could only describe as being hit in the face by a large, tinnitus singing, grinning fish, which is great if you like that sort of thing (and I do). The last couple of weeks however I've been lethargic, socially isolated and grumpy without any urge to partake in anything musical... that's right kids, not even guitar hero...
So it turns out the half-life is merely a day which is a pretty harsh taper but I'm on the minimum (50mg) dosage anyway so short of splitting pills in half it's cold turkey time baby!
Therefore I'm experiencing the frustrating withdrawal symptoms of being fiendishly awake when my eyes are closed and pathetically drowsy when they are open. Oh and my brain feels like it's misfiring like a vindaloo fuelled Ford Cortina. C'est la vie.
It's not all bad though, I haven't had any alcohol for 2-3 weeks and no (significant amount of) caffeine in almost as long. I've also been brushing the cobwebs off my bike (and my legs) at 6:30 every morning, an endeaver that has been going well until now, or more to the point 3 hours into the future...
Extra gadget-tastic man-incentive was provided courtesy of my N95 and Nokia Sports Tracker, my latest route / time
here (pretty self explanatory)
Oh and those lovely folks at the
bank have frozen all my accounts for the second time after a rather ruthless refusal to cut me some slack until October. As my housemate Jaye would say, I'll be taking my money to the "bank of mattress" from now on.
Anyway, I'll probably be off now to inventively kill some sims now until their soporific screams coax me to sleep.
Goodnight you beautiful creatures x