The Perils of Paxil

I could handle having a rival of real flesh and blood, easily understanding how you could choose another Over me. I am surely no prize, mediocre at best. In fact, today you put it well when you called me weird. And of course tonight your silence spoke volumes when you rolled over and went to sleep without even giving me a courtesy I love you . . .
I can understand you feeling the way that you do and how you would want to be free of me. Like I said, I am surely no prize. But I do love you. And I could understand you loving someone else. A flesh and blood rival I could understand, but having a rival of the pharmaceutical kind is something I can't understand and it drives me out of my mind! You love your Paxil more than you love me or anything else, or so it at times seems. And sadly, you can't or don't choose to see it. Your emotions are blunted so that you don't experience pleasure or pain. Nor do you experience acute sadness or happiness. At least that is the way I see it. The Paxil has you stuck in the middle, leaving you alone with most everyone outside of your Paxilized world which allows you to say what on your mind without a care of how others might feel about what you want to say. It seems that your little daily pill allows you to be mean and unfeeling. The other aspects of Paxil that I see scare me too. Your restlessness at night when you twitch and jerk violently without knowing it. And you wonder why you are so tired during the day. Then, lets consider how your Paxil impacts menopause . . . If you would take the time to read some of the things that I have read. If you weren't afraid to burst your Paxil bubble, you findout how it robs your body of estrogen and in turn can accelerate the chances of osteoporosis. Not to mention the fact that your nightly twitching and tremors which have been jump-started by your Paxil are a precursor to Parkinson's disease. Now that is something you can look forward to! Let see, what else is there? Hmmm . . . Oh, yes, there is the fact that the typical SSRI doubles your risk of breast cancer and that with Paxil the risk is seven times greater. Add to that that memory loss over the long haul and hair loss and even skin disorders come with the years of addiction. And did I mention the mood swings? You might not notice it, but I do. You can go from sweet to nasty mean in a heartbeat. Yes, maybe that is also your menopause and PMS, but the studies show that Paxil also contributes to moodiness. But I forgot, you don't have time to read and you don't want to hear anything bad about your dear Paxil. And did I mentiuon Brain Fry? Over time your brain will start to malfunction as the nuerons start to shut down because it no longer works properly because the reuptake of the serotonin has been inhibited for so many years. Need I go on? I hope that I don't sound angry, because I'm not. But I am worried. Worried for you and for us . . . However, let it be known that I will always love you and will be here for you in sickness or health and when your Paxil turns on you, I will be here to hold you and love you. - Sorry that my blogging tonight has not been poetic. I'm just not in the poetic mood tonight. I'm feeling hurt and alone as you lay sleeping in our bed with your lover, my rival, Paxil.