Guilt and Responsibility

The TV was on in the background. I wasn't really paying attention. One of those Lawyer commercials came on. You know the kind. "Call us if you've been injured or are paid money in annuities and want one lump sum" blah, blah, blah. Then I heard the word "Autism" and "Zoloft" and that caught my attention pretty damn quick.



I was prescribed Zoloft while I was pregnant, and was told at the time it was considered a "Class Schedule D" drug. Meaning they didn't know what the effects on the baby would be.

I can't get this thought out of my head. I know it's not really my fault, am I responsible for Ethan not being able to realise his full potential? Did I contribute to his autism?

The Boys Are Away...

...so instead of spending time stomping Orcs in Azeroth, I'm designing a blog.  It occurred to me that I would do myself a great service by cataloguing my journey from Hellness to Wellness.