all i think about is death, it consumes me.
these pills are a joke, i have been on too many to count on one hand, nothing agrees with my mind. My subconscious has already decided my fate and im tired im so fucking tired of arguing with it. Its winning and i dont know how to fight anymore. These pills are like lollies they are doing fuck all.
I dont want to be like this anymore im so sick of it. A big part of me wants to know what it feels like to truely laugh and smile without faking it, but i think that part of me died a long time ago. I want to get better, but if i cant go for one day without crying my eyes out then what hope do i have?
Does it ever get better? or am i already dead?
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Hi, what pills ? it can get better, dont give in yet, its a shit road on meds, i’m in the same canoe, but they can work if u get the right ones…good luck
at the moment im on pristiq and clonazepam just feels like nothing is happening 🙁
what are u on?
Pristiq, but i was suppose to add another last week, but havn’t decided if i can hack it, more fuckin meds, it is a pain in the arse, i told my doc when she wrote the script, i wasn’t rushing down to get it filled, hopefully i’ll decide this week, but i can’t really cut it on Pristiq alone..
im kind of at the point where i dont care how many pills i have to take. I just want to be someone else and if that means swallowing 10 a day then good i dont give a shit im already numb. sorry to ***** on pristiq maybe i just havent given it enough time
yeah, i know that point, i’ve been there, don’t worry about bitchin, tis a bitchin subject when u have to give things time, but you feel like crap.. hope things come together for ya soon.