Thursday, January 15, 2009

*sigh*

So, remember a couple of months ago when I said that I was going on some antidepressant medication?

Well, let me say that if this is how I feel with the meds working, I must have been in horrible shape before I started taking them.

Can't talk to my doctor about it 'cause she's gone until next week.

Cripes.

5 comments:

Mom said...

I saw quite a difference in you when you were here.

AE said...

I did, too.

ticknart said...

I must have made you extremely sad before, then.

Also, I was using all my powers to fake it so I wouldn't bring things down for others. Maybe the pills make it easier to fake because I don't feel any better.

geewits said...

Dude, I told you it takes a while to try all the different ones to get the right one. I went through three or four before I found the right one. And yes, I realize that acute anxiety is not the same as depression, but when it comes to brain medicine, I'm sure every brain and every chemical is a little different. DO NOT give up. Try as many as you need to find the right medicine to make you feel better. Or just lose 40 pounds and hire a prostitute. Ha ha, just kidding. May the force be with you.

Jazz said...

What Geewits said. Minus the prostitute. Unless, you know....

OK, I'll quietly slink away now.