Lexapro and Welbutrin
So I skipped my Lexapro on accident while I was in Jax this weekend. AND HOLY MOTHER OF FLAMING CHRIST DID IT SUCK! Seriously, it sucked worse than malaria. I was so anxious about the stupidest fucking shit. Like I went out to get a soda at UNF and I couldn't find a machine that took credit card, so then I walked around looking for on and my anxiety about finding a soda grew and grew and grew. I kinda wonder if I was like that pre-drugs. I mean, I knew I was anxious and depressed, but was it THAT BAD???? Oh well, at least I am finally able to go to bed without having to check Tonks' water a few times, and twitching as the numbers change on the clock. And as each letter flips, I think "fuck, I need to stop being worried about being worried about falling asleep late".
Lexapro is like my soma from Brave New World. I wonder if your outlook on the world being altered can be defined as a hallucinogen. I have started to find beauty where I never even considered the possibility of it existing. Like I have taken up super-duper amateur Astronomy with my new ipod app. Also, I enjoy waking up more. Dont get me wrong, I'd rather be sleeping, but I have started to go through a ritual with Tonks, where I pet her, and she lays on my hand and tries to 'talk' me into staying in bed.
Papers are easier to write too.(probably do the the side effects of the welbutrin being a treatment for ADD) They are still and all day even prolonged to the last day, but I can sit down and say "I have 12 hours left, and i need 1200 words down, I need to get done with 100 words in an hour. Once i do the 100 words I am allowed to do X. Where X might be check the Auction house on WoW, or it might be take the dog for a walk.
What I wonder is if the Lexapro/Welbutrin combo was the primary factor in me deciding to change majors. I mean, we all knew I disliked the Poli Sci department at UCF, but enough to give Knuckey the finger and genitally be wrapped in the blanket of IDS? Who knows. All I know is that earlier today I wrote an excellent philosophical piece on three things. The first was a comparison to Plato's Republic, and Eutopian societies. The second was on how to look at No Child Left Behind from a Marxist perspective. The third what method is best for making a PB&J. PB, then on top of PB spread jelly? Or PB on one piece of bread, and jelly on another, and smoosh them together. Both have admirable qualities.
I will let you guess which one of these I turned in for a grade.
Also Rachel is a way better friend now. I guess she's out of the crazy stage of her life. Which is good for whoever dates her next, as well as my hate mail Inbox.
Lexapro is like my soma from Brave New World. I wonder if your outlook on the world being altered can be defined as a hallucinogen. I have started to find beauty where I never even considered the possibility of it existing. Like I have taken up super-duper amateur Astronomy with my new ipod app. Also, I enjoy waking up more. Dont get me wrong, I'd rather be sleeping, but I have started to go through a ritual with Tonks, where I pet her, and she lays on my hand and tries to 'talk' me into staying in bed.
Papers are easier to write too.(probably do the the side effects of the welbutrin being a treatment for ADD) They are still and all day even prolonged to the last day, but I can sit down and say "I have 12 hours left, and i need 1200 words down, I need to get done with 100 words in an hour. Once i do the 100 words I am allowed to do X. Where X might be check the Auction house on WoW, or it might be take the dog for a walk.
What I wonder is if the Lexapro/Welbutrin combo was the primary factor in me deciding to change majors. I mean, we all knew I disliked the Poli Sci department at UCF, but enough to give Knuckey the finger and genitally be wrapped in the blanket of IDS? Who knows. All I know is that earlier today I wrote an excellent philosophical piece on three things. The first was a comparison to Plato's Republic, and Eutopian societies. The second was on how to look at No Child Left Behind from a Marxist perspective. The third what method is best for making a PB&J. PB, then on top of PB spread jelly? Or PB on one piece of bread, and jelly on another, and smoosh them together. Both have admirable qualities.
I will let you guess which one of these I turned in for a grade.
Also Rachel is a way better friend now. I guess she's out of the crazy stage of her life. Which is good for whoever dates her next, as well as my hate mail Inbox.