Me, a while ago.

[nikeratos]

I was happy at sixteen years. I was so enlightened. I was a true Buddhist and a Taoist, I was modest, I didn't talk much but when I did, people liked what I had to say. Now I'm completely washed up, mostly because I don't have anything to say. I just bitch and moan. Maybe this sounds really emo, or....whatever you have to call it....but I miss

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[manekikoneko]

Aw, punkin, don't forget to talk to us. It's hard to keep track of you when your hours are so crazy and the pills make you sleep the rest of the time.

I hate your doctors and all your medications, dammit.

[megsmom1]

Ed's mom was on a lot of medications for various illnesses. When she came to live with us we discussed them with the local doctor and there were some nasty interactions. Talk to the pharmacisist and see if something is causing bad things. Doctors really don't know as much as pharmacisist when it comes to drugs.

I wish I could have given you a hug when Ed and I were there but I really wanted you to get your sleep. Talk to Meghan, it helps and any help is better than trying to deal with everything alone.

[writetothebones]

I miss you being happy :-( And when we talked lots. Don't forget to talk to your friends, even if everything else isn't working, friends will be there for you and can hopefully put a smile on your face, however temporarily. I miss you, Drew... I hope things get better for you soon, and yeah, discuss with your doctor and pharmacist what to do with all those drugs cuz they're clearly not helping you much.

Love you, dudie...