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In reply to the discussion: The medications that change who we are [View all]hunter
(38,311 posts)I got free rides in the back of a few police cars as well.
I once road a Greyhound bus near 500 miles covered in blood, my clothes shredded. Nobody sat next to me. That was after I broke up with my girlfriend by jumping out of her moving car. In retrospect that was a good decision, if not a rational decision. It could have ended worse.
Asthma and mental illness.
My life before modern meds was frequently a really bad trip. I suffered some hellish experiences in my later teens and early twenties. And I hurt quite a few people who tried to help me.
Quite honestly I really didn't know who I was before modern asthma and psych meds. At twelve years old I knew everything. The world was mine. In adolescence my mind went sideways.
Perversely, I feel a little bit jealous of people who have ever enjoyed legal or illegal drugs. I've never experienced a drug that makes me feel good, just drugs, mostly prescribed, with unpleasant side effects that keep me stable.
I'm a sexagenarian if you are curious.
Okay boomer.