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I feel blank like an 8 by 11 white page. A canvas waiting to be liberated from a plain purgatory space. It must be the new pills affect taking hold of me. Since my psych prescribed them to me 6 Tuesdays past yesterday. A change I’m told was to be expected by today.. he is right , I think. Well it’s the 12 years of school I believe. I just take the scripts he writes me willingly. Still I can’t feel or think about my insides, not even slightly. I just don’t know where to look for the emotions this RX hides inside me. Because I know they havent left, they are lurking around the bend on a different side than present me. Just holding for me to slip up and forget to take em, aka invisible cages for my emotions the ones that contain them. 1 minute man doc I thought your book said this combo would work, that I would be balanced not experiencing these up and down spurts. Doc,These one minutes sessions, in my opinion are counterproductive they don’t seem to work with my goal.I feel blank like a white canvas with nothing but space.

By Sierra Mazzucca