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effects of Lexapro

I\u2019ve become so much more confident. I work a room like wham. I flirt like Captain Kirk. I talk dirty like holy shit, like R. Lee Ermey\u2019s audition tape, minutes solid without repeating myself. Which is great, because that\u2019s practically the only way I can orgasm anymore. Even my reliable fetishes (girls wetting themselves or pissing outside, I think it\u2019s the old flesh/spirit thing) don\u2019t work anymore.

I drink straight liquor, which I never did before, like a lot of it, but I carry it well.

I black out sometimes or grey out and run on pure id and I\u2019m quite charming to myself and others.

I fall asleep easily, have pettily realistic shallow dreams. Worthless sub sub sub us stuff and then I wake up and between the drunk and that it\u2019s not clear what really went down.

My farts smell like pure evil, oh god.

I don\u2019t have a cutoff level for sleep anymore. I\u2019ll sleep 5 hours and pee, 8 hours and get a drink and slump back down, 10 hours and it\u2019s a comfy bed, 12 hours and pee and holy shit I just slept 14 hours. I got into this for a long insomnia thing so maybe it\u2019s just a large but finite deficit but let\u2019s see.

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so because it’s come up a few times lately, this was my at-the-time assessment of that month I was put on Lexapro

(and leading with the omorashi stuff up there signals disinhibition \u2013 you know, I had been talking about how many kinks were just eroticizations of your issues but it’s only from the new personality I realize that was an eroticization of anxiety)

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