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Posted by I am the med I am on on October 10, 2003, at 21:00:46
I am on a good medicine and people fall in love with me and I have a great relationship. I get depressed and anxious if the meds stop working or get on the wrong meds and things just aren't working out. The worst part is, the other person doesn't change and I still love her like always, but I already feel the defeat inside me because I know I feel worse and more worried. I have a chance, we are trying. I think it is my fault. I wish I knew what the hell is going on. I'm tired of people not liking me when I don't like myself much, but I can't blame them. And I can't beg them. I hope to come out of the slump before it's too late, but I'm tired of cutting my losses. It becomes hard to not permanently scar a relationship with your own negative vibes and things you say when you feel bad but don't want to after you feel better. I am who everyone wants to be with, then I am who no one wants to be with. Perhaps I should just sing about it. The stupid dying dwindle of hope.
Posted by scatterbrained on October 10, 2003, at 22:59:31
In reply to STupid medicine, posted by I am the med I am on on October 10, 2003, at 21:00:46
I can relate to what you just wrote . I remember my last relationship. I started to feel the depression, it's vagueness getting stronger and stronger and I knew at that moment that the relationship was about to end because I was about to change into the comatose cognitively impaired person I fear the most.It's tragic but I'm fighting this depression with all my might and I'll never surrender.
Posted by almondjoy on October 12, 2003, at 23:41:33
In reply to STupid medicine, posted by I am the med I am on on October 10, 2003, at 21:00:46
...sometimes feel suspended in fear, that if i dont keep myself together i'll be back where i was..alone and institutionalized...so i pop my pills--so my happy face doesn't slip off so easily
...sometimes i remember exactly why i feel anxious. if anyone really knew what happens in my head i'd be back where i was...alone and institutionalized...so now even when i do tell, the makeup is so thick they don't believe it anyway
...sometimes if i let myself think about it, i know it would take one faulty second to skip point b, while sitting at a and soaring to c. so after projecting and denying, interpreting and intellectualizing, and striving to actualize...i swallow another dose of stupid medicine to avoid tumbling back to where i was
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