Valium brain 

And it was in the absence of diazepam that I noticed many things about myself, that I had previously shut out of my memory banks.

My heart does not break so easily and often becomes cold in the face of heartache, or affection.

My brain thinks an awful lot, in ways that I once longed to forget.  It often takes me to places of judgement, and it is there that I am reminded how much I truly loathe the human race.

It’s as if the valium was making me feel level, taking away the bad but not leaving me with any good, either.  A catch twenty-two, I suppose. 

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About zedmondson

Zoe. 22. Australia. I'm writing to share my experiences with Bipolar Disorder with others. I believe in fighting stigma surrounding mental illness. I believe in being able to wear my heart on my sleeve; or on my blog. And I believe in myself. That's what my blog is all about. Hope you enjoy x View all posts by zedmondson

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