Friday, December 21st, 2007
How I Do
Incredibly intimate accounts of what it’s like to be and live with someone who has severe depression. My mom was bipolar and went most of her life untreated. The difference in my memories from my childhood and my adulthood when she had prozac is like night and day.
I suffer from something. My doctor never gave me a formal diagnosis but I and at least 3 of my cousins take prozac’s children and will the rest of our lives. (I keep telling you my family is crazy lol.)
By Laura @ 3:34 pm in Miscellaneous § 
