I have in mind one of those movies or old cartoons in which a character is flying a plane and hears the engine start to fail. That sputter-catch-sputter-catch sound is analogous to my mood over the past two days, and probably my blood-plasma levels of Adderall and Effexor as well.
One morning I'll respond predictably to my 60mg Adderall dose...warm euphoria, multiple intuitive moments, an optimistic view of the coming day...only to wake the next with a persistent grey emotional pallor that never quite goes away. Or the variences occur within a single day, the most unsettling experience of all.
Today is a grey morning in spite of the sun. There is a dull emotional pain somewhere in my chest. I don't quite know what to do other than treat myself as though I were fragile (minimal stress, plenty of carbs, lots of creative work done while watching pointless television) and hope it will pass.
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