The Calamity of Touch

Where I End…And You Begin

The Brain Eccentric September 16, 2009

Filed under: forgetting, goodbye, poems — Cristina Angela Carballo @ 12:34 pm

The world it spins out of control,

When you- you take your toll.

This is a place where we meet,

A traffic jam in a one-way street.

And I need more time,

I need more time.

I’m back on Seroquel 200mg.

Didn’t feel dizzy this morning, just pleasantly groggy, which was okay.

I feel level-headed, a bit spaced-out, of course, because that’s what antipsychotics do: they silence your thoughts and quiet down your feelings.

I could deal this way. It’s not bad at all.

And if I have to take these damn drugs for a lifetime, then I am prepared to face that; that and the stigma of it all.

Maybe I will become a better psychiatrist because of my current struggles- the Wounded Healer, as Dr. Bolet Bautista said.

I am craving Sonja’s Cupcakes.

Yum.

 

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