Hi disabled community! I'm so sorry the megathread is late this week. I hope everyone's new year is going well so far!
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Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
I have never done "drugs" (like, y'know, what old white moms call drugs) and yet my brain still feels like the fried egg. Sizzling and popping. Could be worse, though; before my most recent med change it felt like it was rotting and collapsing inside my skull. I'd rather it feel electric than dead, but neither extreme is pleasant.
When magic mushrooms were legal in the UK and I did them regularly, my brain felt much better. Far less depression and anxiety, and I was far more productive. Some drugs are good! Better than antidepressants for sure.
For a while I’ve found it interesting how I seem to relate most to people who have done way too many drugs in their lives despite not really doing any of them myself.