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Day six of antidepressants

This is an update from my last post about starting antidepressants. Today is day six of Lexapro 5mg. I should up my dose to 10mg on Thursday, but I am going to wait until Saturday in an effort to manage the side effects at home. It has been a weird roller coaster of feelings, folks.

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Guess I should try meds

Through my twenties I never understood depression or anxiety. I was that awful, “just think positive thoughts,” friend. I have since apologized to my friends that were struggling during that ignorant time of my life, and if you are reading this and I never reached out to you, this is my apology. I was a

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Superpowers and control

This is an update to my posts My newfound superpower and Superpowers 2. My friend, @bornmiserable, drew me as a superhero and it was the best thing that’s happened in a long time. It lifted me up on a day (month) when I really fucking needed it. I wrote about my IIH diagnosis and my

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Don’t call it a craft show

If the stories told to me are accurate, my mother starting sewing when she was a little girl. She made dresses for her Barbie dolls and when my grandma saw how well she could sew, she had her make clothes for the entire family. She even made her sister’s wedding dress, all of the bridesmaids’

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