UPDATE: My Paxilated ex says it works for her, as Prozac did not. Not all anti-depressants are created equal. She’s a happier human taking Paxil. Withdrawal’s nasty but she hopes to be un-anti-depressed in future. Who am I to argue with a user? Whence doth my deep animosity to pharmacrap spring?
The lights in the mind go on and off.
Why do people think it’s okay to swallow pills that alter their brain chemistry?
Where do they find the faith in these faith-healers?
When, where, why did these guys and gals ever prove themselves reliable?
Pill-pushers. Spawn of the devil.
And now everyone’s popping, what happens to our notion of “humanity”?
Are the people doing drugs — not fun drugs, but punitive, psych-doc, lock ’em up in their own mansion, kinda drugs — are the sedated ones the new humanity?
Is that why we’re so busy killing off all vestiges of antique humanity?
PINKRUSH 