I've tried every goddamn pill out there, seriously! I let my p doc talk me into just another one. Now I'm back on one that's just like all the others I've tried before that. But this one has its own unique sense of humor. It's making me feel suicidal and aggressive as f*ck.
Whoop-de-doo! Simultaneously it's turning me into a zombie with a massive headache.
So here I am, staring at my dog, who's my family, my best buddy, my everything. He's literally all I've got left. But right now, I look at him and feel absolutely nada. I'm just sitting around, waiting until these damn meds wear off and I'm only dealing with SI again. This is the last darn pill I've ever tried in my entire life. None of the things I've tried have made a dent in this soul-crushing depression and hopelessness and I'm f*cking done with all of them.
If my P doc won't get me into K treatment, I'll find my own way. Can't be worse than what I've already tried including black market therapy, that also f*cked me up royally.
I'm just so f*cking done! Screw big pharma and their f*cking pills, seriously! If I could I'd shove them down their throats. My vision is all blurry, my heart rate is off the charts, I'm shaky, can't even sleep, and my tongue feels like it's doubled in size and itching like crazy. It's like I'm munching on batteries all the time.
Promising and safe treatments are over-regulated by some ugly rich, old, white dudes who are raking in the dough with their overpriced meds. It's about time they have a massive heart attack or go on a fancy submarine vacation. Who cares about exploding billionaires, right? Not me. But blame it all on my meds.