we graffiti the crazy train
I’m going to a new doctor on Tuesday for what I like to call a “tune up,” aka a yearly physical and whatnot. Plus I’m getting off Paxil. I can’t do this anymore. I’m not who I am while on this medication and it’s been a long time coming. I had to do some confirming on my part though–people can tell you all sorts of things but it doesn’t matter if you can’t see it for yourself. I’ve been doing a lot of reading up on the drug, as well as the best way to be done with it. The standard method is cutting 10mg off the doseage, one week at a time. I started doing this two days ago because Tuesday seems not soon enough, and I don’t want to be two steps away from losing everything.
I admit defeat. I just want to enjoy life entirely again. The zombie life is not for me. I know it’s going to take awhile, but getting my real existence back is more than worth it. That’s all I can say right now.
