still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Made a new layout tonight. Lyrics from "Love, Save the Empty" by Erin McCarley, which I'm obsessed with right now. It's a little more chipper and happy looking as a layout than I intended when I opened photoshop this evening, but maybe that's a good thing. Whatcha think?
I'm really regretting coming off of my anxiety meds. I never gave much thought ( Read more... )
I wish I knew what to say to you about the medication. I was on Paxil for a little over a year. It was right after my nephew died and I simply couldn't deal with it. During the course of that year I gained eighty pounds and couldn't emote if my life depended on it. Coming off of it nearly killed me. I had 'shocks' with my vision where everything jumped and I still have scars from clawing at my arms. I haven't used it since, but sometimes I still want it.
What I can tell you is that Wellbutrin worked for me with very few side effects if you want to talk to your doctor about that. I could still *feel* while I was on it, but it wasn't paralyzing. Also, Clonazepam has historically worked better for me than Xanax. If you're not happy with that or if it's not working as long as you need it to... that may be another one on the table to discuss with your doctor.
I'm currently not taking anything other than my Darvocet for the pain. Some days are definitely worse than others and I've seriously considered asking my doctor to give me something for the depression. It's eating me alive.
I guess I told you all that boring stuff so you'll know that you aren't alone. I know it feels like it sometimes but just remember to turn your face to the wind every chance you get ... and you'll feel us all whispering to you that we're here if you need us.
Love you!
Chelle
PS, Shannon doesn't deserve you. I've said that before and I apologize for redundancy, but you deserve much better than she is capable of and you *will* find your happiness. Your person exists and when she finds you ... you'll never look back again. *hugs*
There once was a girl named Danielle
Who was living her life very well
Until she encountered a demon named Shannon
Who ran through women with careless abandon
And made her life a living hell
So time marches on day by day
And the posse keeps the demon at bay
We watch Danielle's back
In case Shannon attacks
And then there will be hell to pay
Because now there's a girl named Danielle
Who took back her voice and yelled
"I'm doing just fine
You are no friend of mine
I'm no longer under your spell"
*bows*
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...but the point is, you are WAY too amazing to be real...*looks for signs of alien-robotness* i'm so grateful to have you in my life. you help me keep things in perspective and you always make me feel better!
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