Mostly I'm posting because I found a light in the dark today, and I know how very needed those are, so I thought I'd share it here.
I found music again. Music used to completely enthrall me. I'd sit in the dark and just listen and FEEL. On Cymbalta, I'd stopped doing that and had pretty much religated music to background noise. It ceased to move me, nothing moved me. But today I found it again, and I'm sitting here with my headphones on being pulled into it again... crying the first tears of joy and not pain that I've cried since starting this awful drug...
I'm seeing the first shades of who I used to be, and I'm Never Going Back.

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