Hey really crazy people! You may like this.

[tnmisery]

http://www.crazymeds.us/

An actual site called CRAZY MEDS. I am happy. This sentence makes me happy:

'If you'd rather live in the 18th century and trust your mental health to the herbal recommendations made by a patchouli-drenched clerk with a lip ring working in some vitamin shop, then this site is not for you."
The maintainer

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Re: i love talkin' meds - TL;DR

[pandora_nervosa]

Now I see a psych doctor and a separate doc that dispenses my meds, but they get together about it before hand so they are in cahoots with each other.

Let me tell you...I've been absent from LJ for a while because I was in the deepest, darkest hole of depression I've ever been in. My house was a fucking mess, my kid was being neglected (emotionally, not physically), I never left the house, I was distant with my family...it was horrible. We talked about sending me away for a 28 day depression therapy in patient stay...but my therapist said that's usually if I planned suicide, which I did not and never will.

So, now I go to therapy twice a week instead of every other week. We're doing extensive psychoanalysis and I'm loving it. I feel so much better and have new hair cut, new glasses and contacts, got eyebrows waxed (finally - I was beginning to look like Stalin) and just am working on ME at the moment. No Dom search...I have nothing to give to a relationship at the moment. I can't be a good partner if I don't know where in the hell I am.

You know what else I'm on? Since depression makes me draggy and want to sleep all of the time? Adderoll. Pure speed, baby...lol. I'm getting so much done! I feel like a different person while at the same time I know this isn't a "fix", it sure helps until I get to the bottom of everything. We know about the seratonin imbalance in my head, but on top of that, I'm experiencing situational depression as well...which all comes back to mine and Billy's break up. It hit me HARD. Like worse than both divorces combined. So I'm working through that in therapy. I still talk to Billy every single day - he's become my best friend. But we are so fucking perfect for one another...and everyone sees it. Why doesn't he?? I know he still finds me attractive and has invited me up to Knoxville for part of the summer next year when Coconut is with his dad. I can't wait! I just...can't let him know I still love him...it might screw everything up, you know? I can't lose him again. Not as a friend. I just can't. It would tear me up.