My son is just that a son it is totally different than having a real true friend. I've been riding extreme severe waves of crap for six or seven years now. My life is totally destroyed beyond repair. I'm 59 years old now and I have nothing to look forward to in life. I just find it very hard to accept the fact that the medical field did actually destroy my life. In my whole life I never made such bad decisions as I did when on SSRI drugs. There is no chance of picking up the pieces because of my failing health now.
Last edited by daveycrockett; 08-24-2019 at 09:22 AM.
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