i remarked to my husband last night that i thought i was adjusting to the Seroquel rather well.  meaning a lot less tired.

“think about how much coffee you drank today.”

i was shocked and a little grossed out to discover that i’d ingested 86 ounces.  without a thought.  so much for “adjusting”.

i’ve now been taking the Seroquel in split doses for about two weeks.  i don’t have that squirrely feeling in the afternoons anymore, which is rather nice.

but the big changes are in my approach to others.  as i remarked to my therapist last week, its like i’ve “grown a pair”.

“how alarming for your husband”, she quipped back.

throughout my life, i’ve been stymied in all relationships and dealings with others by being afraid to hurt the other person’s feelings or making them angry.  needless to say, its been detrimental, my inability to speak my mind.

in the past few weeks i’ve been able to belly up, so to speak, to some folks in my life.  and only good has come from it.  i’m not so much afraid of their reactions, that they’ll stop loving/liking me.  and it’s all been positive and not-so-scary.

whee.

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