Posted by Phil on July 28, 2009, at 17:47:45
Well, well, well. See my doctor tomorrow. I'm telling him he has 3 more chances at giving me a life or I'm checking out.
I told a friend in an email that I don't want to hurt anyone but this is my life. I've suffered enough, more than anyone I've ever known. Everyone left behind will have to deal with it, I'm past the point of caring.
In the past 25 years I've probably had sex as many times as I had in 6 months before meds...and it wasn't that great.
I remember a serial rapist that the authorities wanted to do a chemical castration on. Human rights organizations went crazy saying it was cruel and unusual punishment.
I rest my case.
My life is no life and it hasn't been for decades.
When and if he gets me out of this, the same side effects will be there. I may be a happier idiot but, in reality, nothing will change,
They fried my mothers brain with ect and they will not do that to me. If they forced it on me and after I got my leftover half a brain working, it would give me the energy to pick up a 357 magnum. Dr. dead, Phil dead.
Believe it or not, I'm not angry right now. This is not anger, it is what it is. Nor am I suicidal right now. Yet.
Rant over.
poster:Phil
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