Back with another casual life update. About four years ago I did a stint in the local mental hospital and that’s where I was diagnosed with autism and bipolar. During that time the doctor prescribed me the lowest possible dose of ceroquil and it f*cked me up.
After that we determined that I was sensitive to medication and I was put on a low dose of Abilify.
Now, the right thing to do would have been to continue taking the Abilify for the last four years and probably have a normal existence.
But when has life ever been normal?
Of course I stopped taking the medication and had a a TON of wild adventures, which looking back I mostly don’t regret.
Only my last depression got so bad I wanted to get back on the meds, so here we are.
I took a full pill of Abilify (was previously only taking half a pill) and it too f*cked me up.
I felt like passing out, shitting myself, throwing up… in fact I did throw up, I actually projectile vomited all over my bathroom in this really gross purple colour because I thought it was a good idea to drink a fruit smoothie before bed.
The point of this little blog post is to say:
- I’m still alive.
- I’m going to take 1/2 a pill and live a semi-normal existence.
- It’s okay if it doesn’t work the first time, getting help is a long process.
Tho the road may be shitty – the destination will be beautiful. — probably Shakespear or someone important like that.
Remember you are loved, you are worthy and you are blessed.
Carlee xx
