it gave me a heavy taste of antidepressant life. I knew it had to stop when I was writing shitty poetry. When I stopped, it had the ironic effect of making me like myself more because I was back to normal. "I missed you my angry old friend". I agree with Doctor McCoy "I don't want my pain taken away! I need my pain!"
Granted, this was harsh medicine and it was also kinda trying to kill me in my sleep. Blood pressure dropped way low, once I clocked it it 44bpm.
That must have sucked for you. I've had symptoms of muscle jerking and seizures, but those came from excessive amounts of alcohol which only really came after the antidepressants. Whilst on them, I had awful mood swings and hearing voices. This was 2013 when shit really hit the fan. The antipsychotics I were given afterwards made me gain weight and function very slowly. I stopped taking them because every other patient on them was a diabetic zombie that just lies to themself that they're getting better when really they're being treated like someone with autism or dementia.
Oh great only took 2 months for the political assassinations to begin.
https://www.reddit.com/r/Whistleblowers/s/ndweXLgMhU