When mom goes on meds

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I've long joked that I need meds to help me with my hung-strung teen.

But it was only a half-joke.

I finally figured out (I'm slow but not stopped) that my irritable,

reactive nature could be helped.

So now I'm on Zoloft, and lo and behold, my kid and I are connecting

for the first time in years.

Is it this easy? A friend of mine who did the same thing a few years

ago said yes.

What used to come from my spinal cord, bypass my brain and come out my

mouth, now takes an extra second to reach the brain first. And what

goes on in my brain is good. I just found out I have lots of tools and

creativity to know how to respond to her in different situations. I

always knew that, but I could never reach those tools before.

I now think I was disabled. On the meds, I feel I'm more fully me. Too

bad for the side effects, though.

Geez, there just wasn't room enough for two of us in the household.

Once she went on meds, there was just one of us, and now there are

none. We are each just slightly more patient with each other.

Anybody with a similar experience?

Clueless Mom