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<blockquote data-quote="hearts and roses" data-source="post: 480114" data-attributes="member: 2211"><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I don't know if it's that the higher dose of Prozac hasn't kicked in or if it's the wrong drug, I don't know, but I feel like my body is filled with cement. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I.JUST.CAN'T.MOVE.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">All I want to do is crawl into bed as soon as I can every evening. I mean, I am a night owl by nature - need someone to call at 11PM, I am your girl. Wide freaking awake. Most of the time. For months now, I've been going to bed earlier and since the time change, even earlier than early! I was in bed by 8PM last night. And I'm exhausted, genuinely EXHAUSTED.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I think that as much as I tell myself to detach from the mother in law thing, in the back of my mind, it's still getting to me. I breathe, I practice Detachment 101, I talk to my therapist, I am taking prozac. I'm certain that there are a lot of factors at play here: chronic pain, pain medications, stress, etc.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">Now we will be heading to Pittsburgh next week for Thanksgiving and I sooooo do not want to go. I know I must because there needs to be that lone voice of reason when speaking with H's mom, because he will pussyfoot around it and never actually say the words she needs to hear. But I am so freaking sad about having to travel to his brother's house. And I <em>like </em>his brother. It's a ten our drive and H doesn't like the radio playing (I like it blasting). Wah wah wah, I know, I am sorry for continuously whining lately. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I keep reading motivational and uplifting quotes and they help somewhat, but nothing is doing it for me! </span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="hearts and roses, post: 480114, member: 2211"] [COLOR=#008080][SIZE=2]I don't know if it's that the higher dose of Prozac hasn't kicked in or if it's the wrong drug, I don't know, but I feel like my body is filled with cement. I.JUST.CAN'T.MOVE. All I want to do is crawl into bed as soon as I can every evening. I mean, I am a night owl by nature - need someone to call at 11PM, I am your girl. Wide freaking awake. Most of the time. For months now, I've been going to bed earlier and since the time change, even earlier than early! I was in bed by 8PM last night. And I'm exhausted, genuinely EXHAUSTED. I think that as much as I tell myself to detach from the mother in law thing, in the back of my mind, it's still getting to me. I breathe, I practice Detachment 101, I talk to my therapist, I am taking prozac. I'm certain that there are a lot of factors at play here: chronic pain, pain medications, stress, etc. Now we will be heading to Pittsburgh next week for Thanksgiving and I sooooo do not want to go. I know I must because there needs to be that lone voice of reason when speaking with H's mom, because he will pussyfoot around it and never actually say the words she needs to hear. But I am so freaking sad about having to travel to his brother's house. And I [I]like [/I]his brother. It's a ten our drive and H doesn't like the radio playing (I like it blasting). Wah wah wah, I know, I am sorry for continuously whining lately. I keep reading motivational and uplifting quotes and they help somewhat, but nothing is doing it for me! [/SIZE][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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