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  1. My one and only experience with a psych drug, fortunately, inhibited the one thing that I was absolutely unwilling to give up in my already inhibited marriage: sex. After 2 failed attempts in a relationship that saw so little of it happening to begin with, I never took another pill and thought I’d rather have stress, lol. Now I realize how fortunate I was not to get deeper in the grips of these destructive drugs.

    As a side note, it’s unfortunate that the author of this article is doing the absolute worst thing she could do when it comes to her dissociation and PTSD symptoms: she’s fighting them instead of embracing them. Yes, it’s scary and that’s why one truly needs a healing partner to be a ‘safe haven’ and ‘affect modulator’ during them, but if you fight the symptoms, then the underlying memories and feelings stay unprocessed by the brain, but if you embrace them, then the brain can process them correctly and the person can permanently move forward instead always wondering when the next ‘attack’ is coming…

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