A letter to my birth control
We used to get along, me and you. We'd spend every night together at some point or another. Drink a big glass of water and bond. Around 4 months ago we decided to part ways. I was a little off after that. Yet near 5 months later, I decided it was time to reunite.
Going back on birth control is like getting back with an ex.
The second time around you remember why you left in the first place.
My skin is freaking the fuck out. I did NOT suffer through 6 months of accutane to have shitty skin and low self esteem again. You stupid fucking little pink pill -- I know you're the cause of this! There is no way that stopping accutane for 2 weeks will immediately cause this shit.
Minus the multiple times I've thrown up in the past few days (which I can now officially blame on you), my hunger has dramatically increased. Put 2 and 2 together and you can see why hunger and vomiting don't mix.
So, I am pleased to say that I am finding a new pill. It's been a nice 1 year journey. We had our good time and our bad times. But you're just not worth it anymore.