I have a nice little pharmacy growing on my night stand. It started out with just one pill. Half a pill really. And to be honest I had been resisting using any type of medication at all for about 6 months. Thinking I could just tough it out, grit my teeth and strong arm my way through what I thought was a temporary problem. Then I got offered a new job and I wanted to be my best for that, so I finally agreed. One little half of a pill to start. I have to pause here, because ...
Updated Mar 6th, 2014 at 01:10:21 PM by Mu Satach
it's been about 2 years since I've been diagnosed with the illness I shall call Voldemort... or "the it that shall not be named." I'm still trying to figure out what to think about it. "HA!" ( I find that statement ironic AND amusing... for reasons I'm not ready to share, even in this little corner of the web that only close strangers will read.) Which brings me to my current conundrum. I don't want anyone to know about the illness/disease, yet I have to express ...
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