I Thought Medication Assisted Treatment Would Change Me — It Didn’t. It Gave Me Myself Back
I was scared medication would erase me. Not in the dramatic, Hollywood way. More like a slow softening—blurring the edges of who I was until I couldn’t tell what was left. I didn’t want to feel flat, generic, or emotionally unreachable. I didn’t want to lose my weirdness. My fire. My voice. I didn’t want […]