I was at the precipice, staring into a void from which I would never return. I had made my peace with it. I was nearly moved to tears as I was, at once, asking for help and saying goodbye to my mother and, later, to my brother.
A short dinner and discovery of my Effexor, later and, flash forward 4 hours. I am in a much better frame of mind. I am not without hope. I am ready to fight.
In the words of Captain Happy, "So get more fucking Effexor!" The brilliance is in its simplicity, really. I'm going to need to maintain my levels to achieve some semblance of a victory.
Let's hope I can still write, though.
Until Next Time.
27 January 2009
So what did we learn today?
So Sayeth The Accidental Existentialist at 12:45 AM
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