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Sonia, Chimichangas and Zololft by Fernanda Coppel: Been Putting With Your Bullshit For Years Bitch

Sonia sits at her kitchen table staring at a small green antidepressant pill called Zoloft that is meant to help treat her chronic depression. She wonders if her psychiatrist has experienced similar depression or taken Zoloft themselves. Sonia thinks back to her mother's always swollen eyes from crying and the frustrated sounds her partner Ricardo makes in response to her moods. Hoping to see things more clearly, especially what is right in front of her, Sonia takes the Zoloft pill despite her dislike of it, pushing it down her throat like zucchini.

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Sonia, Chimichangas and Zololft by Fernanda Coppel: Been Putting With Your Bullshit For Years Bitch

Sonia sits at her kitchen table staring at a small green antidepressant pill called Zoloft that is meant to help treat her chronic depression. She wonders if her psychiatrist has experienced similar depression or taken Zoloft themselves. Sonia thinks back to her mother's always swollen eyes from crying and the frustrated sounds her partner Ricardo makes in response to her moods. Hoping to see things more clearly, especially what is right in front of her, Sonia takes the Zoloft pill despite her dislike of it, pushing it down her throat like zucchini.

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  • Narrative Text: The document is a personal narrative reflecting on the experiences related to medication and its emotional impacts.

Sonia, Chimichangas and Zololft by Fernanda Coppel

The first time I took anti-depressants, I felt so . . .


defeated? Is that the right word? Here I was,
sitting calmly at the kitchen table with a tall glass
of water and small green pill grinning up at me.
Zoloft, is like pot. Seriously, it’s green and makes
your eyes squinty, your heart delirious, and your
stomach opinionated. I wonder if my shrink has
ever taken Zoloft, or smoked weed or felt the type
of thick depression that chronically fogs up my
life.
I must have sat there for a good hour, just staring
at that pill and thinking about my mother, the way
her eyes were always swollen as if she had been
crying. . . My last thought was Ricardo, well the
sound he makes when he is frustrated with my
moods, It’s an interesting mix between a scoff and
a gargle from his throat. Like an “ughhhhhh” I’ve
been putting with your bullshit for years bitch
“ughhhhh”.

I took that stupid little green pill and shoved it


down my throat like it was zucchini and I HATE
zucchini but I read on the internet that it’s really
good for your eyes. And well I want to be able to
see better. Just see. Especially what’s right in front
of me.

Sonia, Chimichangas and Zololft by Fernanda Coppel The first time I took anti-depressants, I felt so . . . defeated? Is

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