Yeah, in highschool my mother was convinced I ought to try a antidepressant for some pretty usual teenage angst stuff. And after a month of it, I went off. There was this one night that I was on it, where everything just felt *dead*. It was so awful. I was more depressed than I'd ever been. I ended up calling a friend of mine and asking her to convince me that it wasn't true, that everything wasn't dead inside and empty. It really messed me up. But when I went off, I was fine. Paxil is just like that for some people, I guess.
Geez-thank god I never had that. I slept around the clock for the first two weeks I was on it, but at the time, I really needed the sleep so, it was okay.
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