Ann Eymer

An environmental scientist struck down in the prime of life by a deer tick, hosting a Lyme disease party in its blood. Infected over 17 years ago, which ended my working career and turned my world upside down, I am now looking to the future. I tore the veil hiding life's joys and sorrows, four weeks ago when I decided to take myself off paxil. I've tried several times before, weaning myself as suggested by my doctor. I felt that I couldn't take the side effects all those other attempts. But this time, I am seeing it through. I want, no need, to see what it's like on the other side of the fog.

Why did I decide to do this? What woke me up to the fact that life, somehow wasn't right? Watching all the drug commercials on tv with a list of their side effects noted, sometimes by people talking twice as fast as normal . . .is that like the small print on a contract? It's funny what a person will put up with or not take notice of, when on antidepressants. I am NOT suggesting that this is for everyone. It is my choice. My choice.