Dreams Recurring

I am a 26 year old college student at Ohio State University (OSU). I am male, white, homosexual. If you want to know anything else, you'll just have to read the blog itself. The title comes from an old Husker Du song, though I did change it slightly. **ATTENTION** some of the entries in this blog contain sexually explicit material.

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Location: Columbus, Ohio, United States

Please read my blog, because, unlike most of the people on here, I really do keep up on it. It's not very stylish, my blog, but I do take it at least semi-seriously, and post regularly. Surely such perseverence and loyalty is worth something?

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

I had to stop taking the Risperdal.
First off, it was giving me really low blood preassure.
Second of all, it was making me too comfortable with life.
I was no longer taking care of myself, because no matter what I did I felt like it was just fine.
Consequently, I pushed my body too far, with the drinking, the caffienateing, and the lack of sleep.
I became very sick.
Not conincidently, I only started to get better when I could feel the Risperdal wearing off.
So I have to quit taking it.
That's just fine with me.
It was making me feel like an alien.
Not human.
I may be depressed in my everyday life, but at least I feel real, at least I feel solid, at least I feel connected.

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