I Quit!

...taking my Effexor XR. I am going on day three and let me say that the vertigo I am experiencing is insane. Check this out: All I could do yesterday was sleep, because I was so dizzy. Well, I can't sleep anymore, as I had to come to work this morning. Work has been an adventure, but I have to say I am more mild-mannered. One moment I am nauseous, the next moment I am having violent thoughts, I am laughing the next, then crying. One would think it is just typical female stuff, though. I feel terrible! It's all kind of funny and fun at the same time. It's like the K's Choice song, "I'm not an addict...!" I was so dizzy in my sleep that I dreamt I was in Asia on some new roller coaster. The kicker was this--Before going on the ride, you had to gorge yourself at this Chinese buffet. It was all part of the ride. I think I am on to something, here! Wait--I am having another crying spell. Geeze! What a basketcase. I figure this is a good week to quit, though, since I only have one gig. I hope the vertigo will be gone by then. As for my co-workers, well, they already think I am insane. As for my under-sexed boyfriend, I think I'll send a whore to his apartment. At least I am not hearing voices...yet. I just hate having to rely on some drug for the rest of my life. I can always go back to it, if being sans-Effexor does not work out. If I do something irrational, from now on, I will say that Tom Cruise made me do it. On a serious note though, if I ever start having thoughts of suicide again, I will pack up, move to Montanna and become a shephard. I just want to feel "good" again, all on my own.
Maybe I just need to get me to a nunnery.