The Prozac propelled me into an avalanche of pills and they followed me down halls,
they tore my mouth open and dipped down inside. Luvox and Remeron kept me in bed
so deeply I saw the other side and in Mercy I took Paxil but that made me Wisconsin’s worst earthquake.

Effexor and Celexa made me steely in bed, numb, and I put ice to my cunt but still could feel nothing. The doctor poured maple syrup over me and said, She’s really sweet, this one and saw my disorder as cycling and thunderbolting and gave me Lithium first, then Depakote and that had a lot of nerve to fatten me up.

Presently my cocktail is Wellbutrin Clonopin, Risperdal, and Lexapro. The menu says to add Lamictal on Monday and keep going on the track of this hell for what seems like will my whole life

and am I grateful for the stability? I ask you what the hell you’re talking about.

12/23/2005

Posted on 12/24/2005
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