She empties the little brown bottles, their contents tumble out and roll in front of her. She counts out the contents... 580, 590, 600 mgs Ambien... 328.5, 329.0, 329.5, 330 mgs Klonipin... 446, 448, 450 mgs Ativan...
She has a momentary rush of empowerment... to be or not to be.... the decision is totally hers
She has a momentary rush of empowerment... to be or not to be.... the decision is totally hers
posted by Liz at 4:11 PM
2 Comments:
hello liz. one day, i just came across your blog. and i don't know why, i was reading. english isn't my mothertongue (i'm living in the german speaking part of switzerland). i was fascinated by your words. even though i don't understand everything. now i'm reading your actual post, and i'm a bit scared. was does this mean - you're counting pills? i do hope you don't want to commit sxxxxx?
if yes - please don't do so! there must be a better solution. once in my life, i was in a similar situation - i was counting my antidepressivas... do you know the link: http://theinterviewwithgod.com/
if i might have missunderstood the situation, please accept my apology and please delete my comment. kind regards krambambuli
That's a really scary post.
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