385 Days I do believe. ..
So the sun did shine, and sine on it did.
The pills have been done for over a year, power of simply refusing to take any more because of how much they were changing me. I would get angry with Stormy, I would snap at mom for no reason and one day I yelled at my boys in an angry manner with a curse thrown in. It was that last one that finally made me take a look at things, I realized what I had just done and the looks on their faces.. not fear but not far from it.
I apologized to them, sat at the kitchen table and I cried.
I am not the person that those pills made me.
The day I moved out I put the bottle in the back of my medicine cabinet and haven't touched it since.
Mind over matter and a side order of fuck you to the 'doctor' that used me as a guinea pig.
Since then the sun has been spotted here and there more frequently, sometimes not as brightly as it could but none the less it is there. The stormy days are still around and I admit they can be pretty rough, but I can handle them. And if I crash well then I'll simply pick up the pieces that are still good, toss the rest to the wind and move on.
Well that is the plan anyways..
The pills have been done for over a year, power of simply refusing to take any more because of how much they were changing me. I would get angry with Stormy, I would snap at mom for no reason and one day I yelled at my boys in an angry manner with a curse thrown in. It was that last one that finally made me take a look at things, I realized what I had just done and the looks on their faces.. not fear but not far from it.
I apologized to them, sat at the kitchen table and I cried.
I am not the person that those pills made me.
The day I moved out I put the bottle in the back of my medicine cabinet and haven't touched it since.
Mind over matter and a side order of fuck you to the 'doctor' that used me as a guinea pig.
Since then the sun has been spotted here and there more frequently, sometimes not as brightly as it could but none the less it is there. The stormy days are still around and I admit they can be pretty rough, but I can handle them. And if I crash well then I'll simply pick up the pieces that are still good, toss the rest to the wind and move on.
Well that is the plan anyways..