by TigerRose » Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:02 pm
I can't afford to get Zoloft this month, I'll have to get Eleva, so maybe next month. The thing is I kind of get this weird feeling that if I switch between Eleva and Zoloft, my body will freak out. I know its suppose to be the same but a lot of things (not meds) claim to be the same but their not and I'm kind of scared to risk that.
The group therapy is going ok, not good as such but ok, just ok, nothing too exciting or interesting. Mainly I've noticed that if I want help, I'm going to have to go through the same $#%^ and same speeches over and over again. About things like how to handle yourself, how to sit and meditate as I'm having a freak out, acceptance and then getting help. I feel like I'm a pathetic little child sitting back in the school class room because I wasn't taught these things and its making me feel like the biggest idiot, I am the youngest one there by far, 20-40 years.
I've had no more side effects.
I see improvements like I'm actually thinking of doing a Tafe course, thinking of something I can take up and being able to understand how I feel but theres something thats deep within me, thats just never going to want to be helped.
Someone could give me illegal drugs now and I'd just throw them back at them. I wasted so long, I could of done so many things and got so many things. I could of never met my 2 exes and my world would have been a better place. I still freak out every time I go into the city because I feel like someone going to comment behind my back "slut or something" but nobody has for ages. Its like I'm a completely different person on the outside but I feel guilty and like I've wasted time on drugs and could of had so much and could of been without a few people inside but I'm here and I'm ok but I have lost years off my life and I'm only 22.
My problem is I expect too much from people, I want them to like what I like, to have no friends like me, hence they can hang around me all the time until I can't breathe and then freak out and get away and he's left thinking what the hell. I want to talk about the world, how annoying people are, why people are like they are but for most people, that takes too much effect and they couldn't be bothered. Its the same with girls though, if there not into what I'm into then forget it.
I feel so isolated from people my age, from guys any age, from everyone really but once I've with someone, you know. I'm myself and to me thats a relief but to others 'sometimes' I sense that they are uncomfortable like I'm too bossy or something.
Like I go from being a quiet, shy, little thing to an arrogant, twofaced, slut really. I haven't been like that for a while and maybe drugs were to blame but it felt more a part of me than that.
I wrote this little gay poem on my myspace a little while ago and I believe it earns a place here.
Sex and drugs suppress the pain
Only soon to resurface again
Destined to end up alone
I still have music so ###$ you world!
Thats my life in a poem really.