It's been a little over one year since I began taking Fluoxetine. In the year of Fluoxetine, I have moved two states away, started a new job, adopted a shelter kitten, continued my heavy drinking, developed Eczema, have vivid dreams (since Day One on fluoxetine), stopped driving (haven't driven in 5 months), got used to my dose, met a new doctor, five minutes later got my dosage raised, now on 40 mg......
My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer two months after I moved. I wanted to go back home, but I didn't have the money. I've adjusted now. Not so much in a rush to go home. But score! Both parents have/had cancer! I'm a sure thing, right?
I live with my boyfriend. Moved in with him when I left my home two states away. We had sex a lot in the beginning. I think just because I think I thought that was what I was supposed to do. We have had sex one time this year. And it was only because I was drunk.
I skip work a lot. Just don't want to go. I don't laugh, or cry, or get excited, or get sad, or get mad.
That's my year on Fluoxetine.