Citalopram is driving me crazier than I was before. I’m on 20mg, have been for a week. All I do is shake, wax intellectual on how I deserve to take over the world, barely eat, hardly sleep, grind my teeth, feel nauseous, can’t focus on written words (this is really hard to type, by the by) and I can’t stop blowing my money online. Oh and I can’t leave my house without someone coming with me.
And I don’t feel any less depressed, I just feel like I have done on occasion throughout the last six years- hyper, aggressive and- well- crazy. And I only know that my thoughts are crazy because my boyfriend pointed out that I can’t take over the world because I have neither the resources nor the contacts to get the resources.
Also the fact that it’s apparently not normal to want to be the true ruler of the galaxy. Even though I know one day my subjects will find me and take off the protective amnesia when it’s my time to take the throne.
The fact that he threw the sticks in order to catch Frank…
I can’t.
SHIP SHIP SHIP.
(Source: shadafugup)