the pills, Gerry, take the pills...
Yeah, well I have been...
It's been six months now since I went onto antidepressants. And I'm off the grog. And I feel lobotomised. I find it almost impossible to blog. Seldom think of suicide. Few lows and few highs. Just emotional flatlining. Emotional death. Wow, what a life...
I pine for a ride on the roller coaster...
It's been six months now since I went onto antidepressants. And I'm off the grog. And I feel lobotomised. I find it almost impossible to blog. Seldom think of suicide. Few lows and few highs. Just emotional flatlining. Emotional death. Wow, what a life...
I pine for a ride on the roller coaster...
posted by The Editor at
9:36 AM
10 Comments:
I hope you are on a good one.
Some have side effects like nightmares (avoidCelaprim).
If ya wanna laugh, search for TradPad.blogspot and see a photo of CoperWitch&Brownie
wishing you good things ...
Doesn't sound flash mate, on the other hand it does sound like a typical day at work :-)
Keep 'er going as and when.
Brownie, I'm on Lexapro. No sideffects which bother me. Except the emotional flatlining...
The witch sent me a pic of you and her a few weeks ago. You're wearing man-clothes. Is that the one? I said that you two are real characters.
Phil, I think I can get the hang of flatline blogging. It's just not as rewarding as full-spectrum emotion blogging... :-(
Life without highs and lows is just plain boring... I may have to rethink things...
reminds me of an old cartoon of two people having a conversation about the music of guy seen at a piano in the background...they were saying it was a shame he couldn't write a decent song any more since he sobered up.
Don't spend too much attention on your own emotion-ometer if it bothers you...just see how giddy or depressed or angry you can make US.
You want rollercoaster, I'll send you my mother for a week. After that it'll be suicidal or homicidal or both.
Different photo at TradPad, the light is dark, flattering to old tarts.
JahTeh, you don't want to send your mum to me. You can't possibly hate her that much. Luvly looking old tarts youze are too. :-) Although Brownie has a very serious expression on her face... the sort people wear five seconds after meeting me...
GreenSmile, yes, maybe I have to kill my liver in order to be able to write drivel. Tragic.
And... "...see how giddy or depressed or angry you can make us."
Hey! I don't want to lose you guys too. You're the only readers I have left. The rest have all run away disgusted, or in high dudgeon, or both, the bloody supercillious arseholes... ;-)
I imagine we're all more entertaining when we're giddy etc.
It could be worse - you could be Brendan Nelson. There's a man with a future...
anodyne!
calming.
soothing.
Ha-Hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I get totally strung-out over every tiny thing.
My hateful daughter and her friends are cyberstalking me and find every comment I make and give me grief over it.
Google has proved
'You can run but you cannot hide'.
all the best to you.
Ann, On your own blog, just kill their comments. If they try to stalk you here, I'll make their comments disappear every time and they'll soon learn they're wasting their time.
Failing that, just learning not be upset by their crap is perhaps what's called for.
I preach best that which I most need to learn... ;-)
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