I'm fn silent. Unless someone is asking me a direct question. It's not the meds. It's the on going reality checks. It's tiring T says it must be exhausting but the alternative is worse. I'm so over this. My heads quiet and that disturbs me. ANA is gone all that's left is me believing everything she said. I'm not a likable I'm just silent, I have nothing to say, nothing to add. It's like I'm off in real life and stuck in my head. I literally add nothing. I'm constantly asked what's wrong, when nothings wrong. I'm doing "so well" So why do I not want to exist?