You made me realize something very important about myself. I am willing to tolerate far too much physical grief to be mentally healthy. I’ve been on Lamictal for around six years I think.

I’ve gained weight but blamed myself. My hair was falling out for a couple of years before I finally said something, and my psychiatrist told me that’s a side effect of Lamictal. We reduced my dose, but I still take it. I’m on Wellbutrin, Ativan, Geodon, Prozac, and five other non-mental health meds, so I was never really sure what med was doing it.

I wonder why I so mindlessly accept side effects? I guess I could drill down and answer that with a whole psychological self-analysis, but I am not in the mood. Instead, I prefer to marvel at my years of wicked dry mouth wrecking my gums and wonder, “Look what I tolerate to be normalish.”

Chances are I have a migraine. My spirit guides are Voltaire & Bierce. Considering making SJW into a religion. Genealogist

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