Saying good-bye after decades of denial. Saying good-bye to my mother who is alive and well and lives 20 minutes away. Saying good-bye to my mother who slowly cut me out of her life because of fear, convenience, selfishness and other reasons I have tried to come up with. Let me take you on a journey of healing...actually, this is just crap I want to talk about.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Fluoxetine and me (continued)
I'm taking it again, or still just to keep this up to date. Don't know what is working, but things seem to be better. I am not exercising, that is the only thing I would like to change physically. But I'm working in the yard alot right now, and my job can be very physical, so I'm not that worried about it.
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