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I hate realizing I forgot to take my meds. I don’t mind taking them. I need them to pretend I can function. And forgetting until the next morning can be brutal, but I get right up and start again. But when I realize they didn’t slide down my throat and enter my bloodstream in the middle of the day, or halfway through the time of night when magic unfolds and destruction happens, I’m reminded of something. I’m reminded that these small, white discs with an indent down the middle are the only thing keeping me from climbing the tallest building and taking a deep breath. I’m reminded that I’m not in control. I’m reminded that I wouldn’t want it if I had it. - by Aleksander Mielnikow
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Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 8:14 PM UTC
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I hate realizing I forgot to take my meds. I don’t mind taking them. I need them to pretend I can function. And forgetting until the next morning can be brutal, but I get right up and start again. But when I realize they didn’t slide down my throat and enter my bloodstream in the middle of the day, or halfway through the time of night when magic unfolds and destruction happens, I’m reminded of something. I’m reminded that these small, white discs with an indent down the middle are the only thing keeping me from climbing the tallest building and taking a deep breath. I’m reminded that I’m not in control. I’m reminded that I wouldn’t want it if I had it. - by Aleksander Mielnikow
#depression#medication#frustration#suicide#hopelessness#powerlessness#forgiveness
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Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 8:14 PM UTC
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