Damn the meds....

About a year after my hubby passed, I got on my 3rd attempt of anti-depressents.  I finally found one that allowed me to go through my day without crying.  WHAT A MIRACLE!  I cried so much that my son gave me a MAGIC rock.  He told me, "Mommy, this rock will make you happy."  I knew then it was time to make a change in my life.  So, I found it...my miracle drug.  But man I have to say, it is addicting.  One day without it, I can tell a change in mood.  But the worst part is getting back on it, gitters and very little sleep....so here I am with gitters and up since 4:30am.  Damn the meds....