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it's been a week since i've been back on my antidepressants, so far i've felt nothing but the side effects. i wake up every day at 7 am hating myself, unable to stop moving because if i stopped, the world would tear apart and i would lose my mind. i jiggle incessantly. my moving foot keeps the world together.
these are supposed to be the best years of my life.
these are supposed to be the best years of my life.