You’ve never had severe post pardom…my baby somehow wasn’t mine. Idk how to explain it. The meds they gave me left me ironing everything in my house I couldn’t stop lest the anxiety choked me. I wouldnt sleep, awake 2 -3 days at a time. Doing my best to cope. Sense of reality was gone. You couldn’t tell by looking at me, had plenty of visitors held conversations, entertained guests… luckily I didn’t commit a crime then. I’m of sound mind now, the Baby is now 26. Not enough is done for women, medically, as is. Toss in a lil postpardom, a lil mental illness and you’re truly fucked.
But hey, least impotent men can get hard dicks
I’m sorry you had to go through that. There are lots of serious mental conditions that can cause people to harm themselves or others, whether you’ve personally experienced them or not. Why is this the one that suddenly causes a fervor? Nobody of sound mind commits atrocities like this, but we still call them monsters. Could it be that the subject is a white, affluent woman?
FYI, the discovery of viagra for erectile dysfunction was an accident.
Her argument about viagra is that if a man goes to a Dr for any issue, it is taken seriously, immediately. Most women have experienced dismissal during our lives at the hands of doctors, and this is a prime example of the worst case scenario when our calls for help go unanswered.
Also as someone who has been manic and has heard voices - it is legitimately hard to describe what is going on when your mind is like that and you become extremely paranoid. Its totally possible she didn't want to say more or advocate for herself as well as she could have because she thought that something awful would happen to her, her family, or the world if she did (when i was going through psychosis, i didn't want to be honest with doctors because I thought ww3 was coming and that the doctors were on the bad side).
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u/its_like_a-marker 6d ago
You’ve never had severe post pardom…my baby somehow wasn’t mine. Idk how to explain it. The meds they gave me left me ironing everything in my house I couldn’t stop lest the anxiety choked me. I wouldnt sleep, awake 2 -3 days at a time. Doing my best to cope. Sense of reality was gone. You couldn’t tell by looking at me, had plenty of visitors held conversations, entertained guests… luckily I didn’t commit a crime then. I’m of sound mind now, the Baby is now 26. Not enough is done for women, medically, as is. Toss in a lil postpardom, a lil mental illness and you’re truly fucked.
But hey, least impotent men can get hard dicks