When the drugs don't work

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH. This is absolutely horrible. I am so fed up. I veer between hot sweats, comatose sleeps, debilitating migraines and periods of self pity. My face is still massive and has swollen up over my lips which are covered in cracks and sores. My stomach is shrinking a little now which is a small consolation. My muscles are completely wasted now and I am struggling to rebuild my strength. Apparently there is more to come and I really want out. The come down has been horrible. Coming off a drug that you never wanted to be on anyway is really annoying. Well, bring on the Summer. I know each day is a day closer to recovery but it's getting rather wearing.

Amanda