Turn off my head.
After a week and a half of no Lexapro, I’ve discovered something has returned that I was unaware was even lost - my inner monologue is back. That little voice in my head that has been quiet for a year now has started piping up more and more, usually finishing up sentences for me with sarcastic quips. And she’s mean… oh god, I don’t remember her being this mean before.
To alleviate any concerns, no, this isn’t like one of those voices that tells people to do things, nor am I receiving encoded secret messages from the kitchen appliances about government conspiracies. It’s just… my mind won’t shut off and I find myself catching my tongue to avoid a biting comment. Sometimes I don’t catch myself in time, and I’m worried that I’m going to say something really mean for no good reason.
Tags: drugs, fucked in the head, life, meds, psycho
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