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I haven't taken my meds for the last three days for various reasons, but not completely on purpose.
I'm definitely noticing a difference.
I didn't think they were really doing much, but now I'm back home and I can't go downstairs at night, because I end up running back upstairs with my heart racing as if something was going to kill me. It's also hot upstairs, but I can't stick my feet out of the covers because once again I think something is going to get me or something. I can't even turn off the TV because the silence mixed with the darkness is just too much for my imagination to work with. I hate when junk is like this.
I can't wait to go back on my medicine starting tomorrow... given that I don't forget.
I know this is more of a vent, but any support or feedback is appreciated.
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