I'm so fed up with my mother.
"Are you taking your medication?" "Are you taking your medication?" Every time she gets me on my nerves and makes me explode... It's the usual, she loved to call me "mental patient", and all sor of mental health related insults every time she got me on my nerves because whenever she loses a conversation, she resorts to insults.
Being forced to take citalopram now for her is like a proof of me having a mental illness.
My father had to stop her because she was not stopping.
"NO, I'M NOT TAKING ANY PILLS. I TOLD MY DOCTOR THAT I WAS STOPPING THEM BECAUSE THEY WERE MESSING ME, MAKING ME MORE APATHIC, NOT LETTING ME SLEEP, ETC".
I got the info on the dosages from my doctor for going of the drug. It was a moment when I could not take any more crap until GD therapy started. But that's over. C'mon.
Of course, I have not needed pills for the head in my life. And much less since I started therapy. But of course, she does not know what I am having to suffer every day, and what happens to me.
Yeah, pills? Yep, anti androgens and estrogen. Best thing I could ever find. Now the only thing that's left clear is that she is the same irritant little person that keeps making my life miserable.
Anyways, they are leaving for vacations for a week and I will be alone. SO I don't think I will be removing breastforms and wig at home.