female, 28, bs in english, writer/librarian, atlanta area so basically, my family thinks i have mental health problems despite my time, money and laborious efforts to take care of myself for over 7 years with almost every medication, therapy and supplement available.
The trade-off was that it's been happening more after the fact, just in much smaller doses that I think are some sorta coping mechanism (given that it usually happens while I'm in a super bad mood).