Yeah, I went through a bunch. I haven’t tried that one yet, but it turns out I’m very sensitive to medication, because Vraylar made me feel insane.
Now they want me to do some sort of drug test, “geo mind” or something like that, which will help me narrow down what medications to try next.
But 20Mg Fluoxetine is taking really good care of me rn. It gives me a bump like Adderall, which is great for my ADHD, and I feel so calm and not like I wanna just piss everyone off all the time - which is how I have been my entire unmedicated (or heavily self-medicated with alcohol) life.Like I said, things I never knew we’re related to mental health are better now.
Thanks for sharing your story, I really hope a younger version of me sees this, and decides to talk to a psychiatrist instead of drinking too much.
I agree. There are a lot of influential forces telling you to “drink your problems away.” Even my favorite show - It’s always Sunny, says “Force it down with brown.” But please understand the marketing money behind these messages are tremendous.
Drugs and alcohol push your brain chemistry towards illness. Therapy and medication help bring it back to normal.
Not exactly what you’re asking for, but there’s this thing called “shape note singing.”
There’s a long story of why it exists, but people still do it, and even though it has roots in religion, and the songs are religious, the groups you find today never perform in a religious capacity.
Get a buddy and go to one of the meetings. Everybody sits in chairs, in a circle and everybody sings. No instruments, just voices.
It’s a beautiful, eerie sound which always falls flat in recordings.
Back in the day we used to stuff dryer sheets in an empty toilet paper roll.
I just googled it and it’s called a “sploof.”
Anyway, you blow your exhale through that, and it smells like dryer sheets.
No offense, brother, but this is a great example of my swear-by.
Don’t write a “wall of text.” Even if a reader is interested, it’s hard to read the whole thing.
Separate your wall into smaller sections, use bullet points (esp at work) if it helps.
Use small sentences. Forget what they told you about keeping similar ideas in one paragraph. You’re not Salinger, and no one is expecting you to be.
This is a digital age, and our job as not-salinger is to convey information.
I was at an intersection once in a friend’s car. This was about 20 years ago: cell phones, esp ones that could take videos and pics, were not there yet.
Anyway, we were on the way home from work, just sitting there not saying anything. Then here comes this jeep, flipping through the intersection. Now, the intersection is big, like 4 lanes intersecting with 4 lanes, but not exactly at a square angle, and it must’ve been about 3/4 of a football field worth of length this jeep flipped.
The front end would hit the ground and then it would bounce up and roll in the air, then the ass end would hit the ground and so on. All the while it’s coming towards us slightly, but seemed to be drifting towards a gas station to our right. Now, this is in the middle of Rush Hour traffic, and somehow no one moved - everyone is just frozen, holding their breath, waiting to see if this jeep was going to careen into a gas pump and cause a huge explosion.
I’m not sure how many times it flipped, but it finally came to rest in a green patch of grass in front of the gas pumps right-side up, like some sort of insane Jeep ad.
The driver emerged - a young lady - she seemed to be ok, besides perhaps a little bewilderment and dizziness. She proceeded to just stand there staring at the jeep for a while. Then she looked around, as if to ask “Does anyone know if this is ok - what just happened?” I shrugged with my mouth agape, as if to respond, “I have no idea, and I’m a little freaked out.” Then our light turned green, and we drove away.
I have never seen anything like that in my life, and I still think back about it and try to figure out how the jeep got into that movement, and I just have no idea. It was all over in a blink of an eye. So bizarre.
Me, personally, I noticed an effect. However, I’ve never been a potist.
I used it for when I was sick. I got some flavored oil and put a few drops under my tongue occasionally.
Yes, it helped calm me down. But, I was hungover after I stopped taking it. But I get hangovers very easily because my liver has lived a few lives at this point - I was a bit of an alcoholist.
Wow, that’s crazy, but I believe it. Studios are the worst.