Trial & Error

I know I just wrote about progress, it wasn’t a lie — it was me trying to use my wise mind and see the good. And keep my shit together so I could help Wren through school today— I’m not sure I exceeded.

Compound ketamine is ideal in almost every way, but with the exception that it I didn’t help.

Every doctor I’ve had has been appalled with the number of medications I take, so we go through the process of weaning off a few of them, then I experience more side effects (this one being restlessness and sleep) and include another med to my pile. And I think my doctor is very competent and wants to help— but I’m just so fucking sick of this trial and error.

This is me during TMS trying not to completely soak my mask with tears.

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