I reduced the doses on my meds after the last three or so years of feeling "dead" I got this great birst of energy and felt really good for the first time in I don't know how long -even cleaned my garage- But.. then came the racing thoughts, no sleep and zero to bitch in five seconds. I'm back on my meds, but the thought of living one more year as the undead, doesn't sound so great to me. I have to stay around for my boys, but I miss having real emotions. I have to kill the good ones along with the bad -and the bad is not worth all the good- I have tried hundreds of drugs over the years, so I have stuck with what works. I still have the tears, but I don't have the joy to go with it. any suggestions ?????
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