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Quit Paxil (Shit, I am going to need a new blog layout)

I have decided to quit my Paxil. There are a host of reasons, but probably the number one reason, sex drive. I have been on Paxil for almost three years, give or take. I started taking it for Premenstrual Disphoric Disorder,which came hand in hand with my post-partum depression after the birth of the two ton Tasmanian devil. My PMDD is pretty bad. I never really did much research or thought there might be other things I could do. Paxil just seemed the easiest route. Well, I have done research to quit Paxil and now being several days in, I can tell you it ain't gonna be easy. Here are the things that have happened thus far:
1. Nausea...swear to god I thought I might be pregnant.....SCARY
2.Weird shooting zap pain behind my ear, sure I was having an aneurysm
3. achy legs.....really really achy almost painful
4. difficulty falling asleep

So I am drinking a shit ton of camomile tea, taking Tylenol PM at night night time, and drinking a fuck load of water.

I am hoping the physical symptoms subside soon,but then I have the joy of some great psychological symptoms for us all to enjoy. I am hoping since I am trying to detox a bit with all this water, it might be less severe. Let's all keep our fingers crossed that I don't get all fucking crazy and violent. You and I both know there are a few people who can not afford for me to get all crazy and psycho. They could end up in bad shape. Kidding!!! (maybe) No really I am kidding (maybe).

I figured this would be the best place to journal so I can go back and read what I had to say and see if I am totally delusional. Plus I am sure jackasses like Erik and my brother will feel free to tell me when they see me getting a bit on the fuck tard side. So here we go.

Everyone keep your arms and legs inside the ride and remain seated at all times. Try to avoid looking me straight in the eye. If you by some chance provoke me, do not run. This will only enrage me. Lay face down on the ground and cover all major arteries. I have been known to calm down when given lots of compliments and when exposed to some serious retail therapy. Thank you and come again. Buh-Bye

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