A Pill To Make You Numb
Duloxetine. An empty chaos. Peace and pandemonium all wrapped up in a little yellow and blue capsule. I get it. It's not for everyone. It's certainly not for me. I just wish I realized it sooner. I have aspirations and motives for them. However, this little thing has been keeping me down and I didn't realize it. I had dismissed it all as depression because that's exactly what it feels like. Apart from that, my anxiety was pretty well non-existent. I could make or take important phone calls. I could leave the house without needing my headphones. I didn't start to shake every time anyone approached me. I was calmer. All-in-all, I felt a lot better. However, the downside to that was the face that it killed my creativity. It killed my will to exist. It took hours for me to even start on an idea, at which point, I'd pretty well be too tired at that point and I'd lie back down like a lump on my bed. I tried watching my favourite movies...just to see if I coul...