Four pill fragments lie on top of the blister on my desk. It was day twenty-six when I decided that I needed to stop taking my medication. For the second time in my life, I'm getting off SSRI.
I used to consume book after book without remembering anything. Since, I have changed my approach to reading and it has changed things quite a bit. Interacting with books makes me remember things and come up with new concepts and ideas.
I canceled my Audible membership after years of binging on audiobooks. I found that the biggest advantage of audiobooks is also their biggest flaw.
A week into fighting for my mental health, I wrote a pretty personal journal entry. I wasn't sure if I should publish it but in the end, was convinced to share. Others might find solace in not being alone in their suffering, they said.
Over the last week, I have journaled my progress of fixing my brain, though I'm not sure it's my brain that needs fixing anymore. Instead of posting an entry a day, I have decided to combine the first week into one entry