if any of you were considering “withdrawal from a serotonin mediating antidepressant” as a holiday or vacation project, I don’t recommend it.
ow my vespicular funditute. ow.
It's the heart's the crazy bus driver
if any of you were considering “withdrawal from a serotonin mediating antidepressant” as a holiday or vacation project, I don’t recommend it.
ow my vespicular funditute. ow.
I hate that “brain swimming in lemonade” feeling. Good luck.
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“Cedar Point Jim”? Please to be explaining?
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I was listening to the “365 Days Project” which is a set of very, very strange MP3s that were picked out and released one per day for a year.
There’s an archive at http://mediamogul.seas.upenn.edu/pennsound/authors/365/
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Hm. I ask because I worked at Cedar Point for four summers and my boss was named “Jim.”
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Ah, but now I remember they had one of those karaoke-booth-recording-studio-type things. That must be where this comes from. Holy crap, it’s disturbing!
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i hear the withdrawal is greater than or equal to the worst you ever felt before you started it.
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Fortunately it’s not quite that bad, not at least for me. I don’t get more depressed or anything, I just get some crappy neurologic effects: kinda dumb, light headed, sleepy, vision problems, and occasional twitching/zapping sensations.
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Been there, done that, one very nasty Christmas time. I remember standing among the crowds waiting for a bus, the carols cackling behind me, then suddenly I was a crow in a snow covered prairie.
I got myself home by reciting this litany:
It’s not lest we forget;
It’s because we forget.
P.S. Kava works. Seriously.
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