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27th-Dec-2001 01:18 pm
I watched _Hedwig and the Angry Inch_ last night. Good movie, great hair, even better music. We also drank Sangria and played Trivial Pursuit. I just realized that I gave mom a Gay Christmas, since I gave her _Leaves of GRass_ by Walt Whitman, as well as my copy of _In & Out_.
Problem being that last night and this morning, I found myself in the grasp of Wintyer blues. Nothing beats the feeling of waking up in the morning and praying to every deity that you can think of of the top of your head that today be the day that you die. Kind of like living in _Invictus_ turned inside out. As much as I hated Paxil, I think I need to go back on it.
21st-Jan-2002 05:56 am (UTC)
Why did you hate Paxil? Nasty side effects? I took it for severe, chronic depression in first year university, and interestingly, I only became suicidal after it started to take effect. When I got off of it, I wasn't suicidal anymore. Then I tried taking it for anxiety a couple years back, and it only made the anxiety a thousand times worse. Fun, fun, fun.

I wouldn't touch the stuff again. Just seeing those happy pink pills makes me a little nervous.
21st-Jan-2002 12:49 pm (UTC) - Re:
It made me constipated to start with, plus it made me a one shot wonder in the sack. Besides, most of my friends told me afterwards that I was much nicer when I wasn't on it anymore. That, and I hated the feeling of one mood all the time.
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