The guy with the biggest cock in the locker room
Posted by dirtyfilthy on February 19, 2008 at 06:35 AM
Starting pumping iron again. I'm slowly getting back up to speed, this sedentary lifestyle of reckless excess and pharmaceutically induced delirium has not been particularly (cough) charitable to my body. Ah, the pleasant brokenness of the blissful chemicals. These triptamines sprout wings, yeah sure we'll take you over the rainbow Dorothy.
Every morning I get up and I spit up some kinda crazy black slime that occasionally grows a mouth and spits back at me.
Considering going back on anti-depressants but I'm worried about it affecting my recreational drug use :P On the other hand it'd be nice to have some sex drive back, prozac man, that shit is like some whack combination of spanish fly and viagra for me. Hit you up and down, up and down like an explosive powered jack hammer, then ejaculate concrete. We'll cement ourselves together baby. Lay ourselves some bricks that will eventually hatch into skyscapers.
Whenever I'm lifting again it feels good, takes the edge off the entropy, slow but steady progress. Some small but controllable thing. Eventually I'd like to sand myself down into the biological equivalent of an titanium armoured vehicle instead of a pregnant fuel tanker full to the brim with flammable hydrocarbons.
Where's that cigarette.
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just my opinion obviously but i think if you can manage without anti-depressants its best to steer clear of them.
out of everything i've taken, and the list is getting kinda respectable nowadays, an anti-depressant was the ONLY drug that i've gone back to taking because the withdrawals were so horrible - what fucks me the most is that in hindsight i think my lack of desire to do anything was more to do with me being dissatisfied about the direction my life was taking, rather than some random chemical imbalance causing me to be depressed for no good reason.
fixing what i was unhappy about wound up being a much better solution than just eating the pills.
fixing what i was unhappy about wound up being a much better solution than just eating the pills.
It's interesting you say that because I resisted going on meds for a long long time for exactly that reason: I felt I should try to fix my life first. I tried. Eventually things got so bad I felt I no longer had choice:.
The meds... or the noose. Kinda melodramatic but you know.
So while I agree with you that fixing the shit that's fucking you up in the first place is probably the best solution, sometimes you are in such a bad place that moving towards fixing your problems is impossible and sometimes you're not really sure what your problems are
In that way meds are like the proverbial kick up the ass that gets you started and moving towards doing something.
I never had any withdrawls from fluxotine, i've heard effexor can be bad.
Regards.
they put me on paroxetine.
a link off the paroxetine wikipage: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain_zaps
this is exactly what i got when i decided i didn't need the pills anymore.
it was awful, made me totally unable to concentrate as i would be interrupted every couple of seconds by a jolt of lightheaded-ness. it mightn't sound too bad, but it becomes really intolerable when all your waking hours are spent being hounded by these shocks.
i wound up going back on the paroxetine a few times, just so i could think straight again. in the end i just had to soldier-on through about 3-4 weeks of these shocks until they eventually subsided.
before i started the meds i just didn't want to do anything. coming off them i was pretty much UNABLE to do anything.
i really didn't like the fact that in order to be able to function, i had to keep taking the stuff - even though i felt i didn't need them anymore.
i'm not saying this is always the case, everyone's situation is different and i'm certainly not trying to talk you out of getting some help if you need it.
see ya round bro :)
All g in the h man. It comes and goes, I've been working my way round this for a long time.
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