Needs a column for “makes you feel like you are Being John Malkoviching as you linger behind your own eyes and watch another version of yourself interact with the world while being confused about who is actually controlling your vessel”, and put Bupropion at a 12.
That shit is trippy as fuck to me, and not in a good way. More of a Twilight Zone sorta way.
I took Bupropion exactly once, and that day happened to coincide with the day of a first date. There was not a second date. I’d say something to her, but it wasn’t me, it was the “me” who was standing about three feet in front of me. I swear to Cotton Eyed Joe I could see the back of my own fucking head.
Needs a column for “makes you feel like you are Being John Malkoviching as you linger behind your own eyes and watch another version of yourself interact with the world while being confused about who is actually controlling your vessel”, and put Bupropion at a 12.
That… explains a lot about a few months of my life
That shit is trippy as fuck to me, and not in a good way. More of a Twilight Zone sorta way.
I took Bupropion exactly once, and that day happened to coincide with the day of a first date. There was not a second date. I’d say something to her, but it wasn’t me, it was the “me” who was standing about three feet in front of me. I swear to Cotton Eyed Joe I could see the back of my own fucking head.