My Psychiatrist And Latuda

After more than five years of going to suncoast mental health in Saint Petersburg Florida. I completed my second full session with her my current psychiatrist. I have gained over sixty pounds taking seroquel and before that developed breasts taking the dreaded resperdal. Due to my advanced age of fifty seven I only wish to spend the few remaining year's that I have pain free. And of course being able to occasionally contribute to something here. What is Poetry? Is it some form of complicated form of writing that must ryhme with someplace that so very few of our young adults have never heard of? And will never go to as our past and present administration's have pretty much guaranteed that if they do their head's will be separated from their bodies. Every five minutes she would interjecte that perhaps latuda would get me out of my room where I have spent the last five years of my life. I told her that I have no real fear of death as must we all, but that I hold no real interest of Coming back and dealing with those politicians whom even the most least cerebral amongst U.S. now know that they have no interest in helping the people that they lied and schemed to gain power over that they now have. I told her that I needed no more of the poison that these medications in reality are, and that these new one's have had no real long term studies that prove what they claim except that the side effects might be death more death and death with more death that you should report to your primary doctor if feebleness or stroke occurred that you should have never survived.