My tears spilled over, and I tried to plead my case. “You don’t understand how they make me feel.” “I understand what happens when you don’t take them,” he snapped, emotions rising right along with his voice. “I understand the last time you did this, you almost died.” His eyes filled with tears and his chest heaved as he continued to shout, “I had to cut you down from a makeshift noose, Liz! You spent six weeks in a goddamn hospital bed. Why would you even think about coming off your meds again?”
