#purgatory — Public Fediverse posts

I wish I had something earth shattering to post but I really do not. I’m in survival mode, all I have is a life jacket, and the seas are only growing stormier. I’m caught in that weird #antidepressant #purgatory that is feeling empty. I feel neither happy nor sad, neither angry nor mellow. I feel no emotions at all.

I want to make love to my fiancée but my penis will not cooperate. It has other ideas. I am left wondering if this is truly it. Is there anything better to this life? No, I’m not going to kill myself. The wake of destruction I’d leave would make the act very selfish. I just soldier on because I am a stubborn old fool and it serves me (mostly) well.

I hate this antidepressant purgatory. But healthy eating, sunlight, and exercise only go so far. We need a fair and just society to live in. In the US, there’s no such thing.