Whoa. So that’s what all this little stuff means:

So I did a little research, something one should do with every new
medicine prescribed by the doctor, and discovered some fascinating stuff
about it that might make my breaking down every day a little more plausible.

This is it, side effects on the:

Central Nervous System

Reversible mental depression progressing to catatonia; an acute
reversible syndrome characterized by disorientation for time and place,
short-term memory loss, emotional lability, slightly clouded sensorium,
and decreased performance on neuropsychometrics.

In layman’s terms, this is why I have been feeling stupid. Actually,
it’s funny because it was a sneaking suspicion that this was the
medicine but I had no proof until now.

So, now what?

Well, I definitely don’t want to be depressed, fat, forgetful, and
sexually deficient, which basically comprise what most of the
side-effects are. I might give it until Friday and see if my body can
get used to it. And better yet, if the lack of focus can be controlled
in any way.

I just went to go eat at J’s restaurant, and I was shocked at my
ability to actually sit there and call up tears without even
concentrating on it too much. I realize that if this is what people who
go through depression feel, forget it, do all the drugs you want.
I just refuse to be a participant of any anti-depressant experiment.

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