11-6
I am so tired of feeling this exhaustion which steals all my energy. I don't think that people believe me when I tell them how bad I really feel, but I am not exaggerating. If anything, I underplay how badly I really feel (always the one who keeps pushing on, no matter how much I am suffering). I believe that the drugs are not supposed to have these type of side effects, but they are. I don't know if it is my autism or the hormonal problems caused by my intersexed condition. All I know is that I cannot function with those drugs inside of me. Today, the big challenge was riding my bike a few blocks to the bank. Even now, my arms have the heaviness which makes it so difficult to lift my arms to type. My mom is mad at me. Dr H is mad at me. They think that I am having some kind of hysterical response to these drugs, but I am not. I respect and care for both of these people, but I don't know how to get them to recognize, that no matter how implausible, these drugs are having a terrible negative drag on me....
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