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medication induced bipolar

Have you ever heard of medication induced bipolar. Three years of complete insanity. None of it was me. It wasnt me. It never came from me. I sit on the same couch hallucination free. Such fucking clarity. It all makes sense. I was never paranoid, the medication was paranoid. I could scream till my lungs collapse "IT WASNT ME. NONE OF IT WAS MY FAULT. I WASNT MYSELF" I was loaded with antipsychotics that made me psychotic. The second I made my environment safe and came off the prescriptions it all went away. It was never me. I wasnt myself. It wasnt my fault. I dont have to blame me. All of it was drugs and environment. I was grieving the death of my first love and I was raped in my own home where I thought I was safe. I snapped and I thought it was my fault. It wasnt insanity it was a normal human response to trauma and grief. I was just a person hit with some painful events. I was just a human brain trying desperately to cope with my reality. I didnt kill my relationship, I wasnt crazy, it wasnt me, I didn't do it. It was never me.
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24 / F / Canadian
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Nov 24, 2019
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