24 Days

It’s been that many days since I took my last Zoloft. I know it doesn’t seem like much to a lot of people but to me it means the end of one reality and the beginning of another. Although that new reality may be temporary (six to nine weeks they say,) it is none the less real in my head.

It’s like a roller coaster you didn’t chose to ride and you can’t get off of. As if that weren’t bad enough, you never know how high the highs will be, or how low the lows go; you only know they are coming and you have no control. Let’s not even talk about how bad the music is from the seat you got stuck with on this ride!

24 DAYS!

39 days left…If I could stop the never-ending cycle of thoughts in my head I would.

  • No More Xanax
  • Write More
  • Speak Less
  • Psalm 23
  • Turn Off the Phone
  • Breathe
  • Pray
  • Don’t Judge
  • Tramadol is Poison
  • Curse More
  • Be Human
  • Micah 7:8
  • Walk the Dogs
  • Laugh
  • Be Courageous
  • Go to Church
  • Make a Friend
  • Listen

For the love of all things Holy, please shut up! Not you, me…can I have a Xanax now?…NO!

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