Mental illness is a labyrinth Of why’s and what ifs Trials of drugs and counseling It is glimmers of hope smashing into highway standstills Side effects and withdrawals More counseling and different drugs It is building tolerance and coming down Mountain tops and valleys Intense darkness interrupted by flashing lights It is feeling better but fearing addiction Alleviating mental pain and creating physical Wave upon wave of choking anxiety It is a maze of conflicting opinions Take medication it will help But don’t because it might kill you It is an exhausting journey A never ending cycle And I can’t seem to find my way out

n.s.

Tori, your local bipolar, reviews meds part 2

Prozac: Wow, okay. Life is good. Life is great. I want a tattoo. I want to go skydiving. I am Jesus. Seroquel: If you haven’t slept in a week, you’re about to sleep for two. Abilify: Do you like shaking uncontrollably and constant restlessness? Do you like to listen to people call your antipsychotic an antidepressant? This is the drug for you. Lamictal: Rash. Death. Horror. Vistaril: You’re so dizzy that you forget you were having an existential crisis. Trileptal: Slight change in mood swings, not so slight amount of acne. Lexapro: You’re gonna feel slightly less sad in about four years. Cogentin: Good stuff. Wait, is it good? Who knows? I have no memory after it Risperdal: Suddenly I’m a tired asexual. Ativan: You think you’d get high but really you just get less anxious. Lithium: My lord and savior Zoloft: I’m a very happy zombie Vraylar: uncontrollable movement. Increased hallucinations. Should be called “psychotic” not “antipsychotic” Latuda: 1,000 a month for a little less command hallucinations (there’s a jingle too) Eskalith: Hipster lithium. Thinks it does more than lithium, but it just lasts longer.

Klonopin: eight hours of bliss

(via suicidalnixi)

e. corona (via asking-jude)

Quem tirou a luz da nossa vida? A vida dos nossos olhos?

Quantas vezes você digitou eu estou bem. Com dedos trêmulos e olhos injetados?

Você está bem? É uma pergunta impossível.

Não diga que eu não tentei porque isso é uma merda de mentira

Eu só fico cansado desta cidade, eu fico cansado dessas pessoas

i feel sick in my heart