The simplest things -- the simplest things that are overlooked

Mavis 2022-03-23 09:01:41

"What we do know is as the chemical window closed, another awakebings took place. That the human spirit is more powerful than any drug. And that is what needs to be nourished with work,play,friendship ,family.These are things that matter .This is what we have forgotten. The simplest things."


It's been almost 3 years since I took medicine for depression. I was addicted to medicine for a time and tried all kinds of medicines frantically, alprazolam, diazepam, clonazepam, quinoline Tipine, sodium valproate, fluoxetine hydrochloride, sertraline, mirtazapine, sipromide hydrobromide, venfalacine... so many drugs are now well tolerated, It takes more to have an effect. Suddenly one day, when I looked at the countless pills on the table, my heart trembled. I was using drugs to escape life and avoid stress. I don't know the day when the medicine will completely fail me. If there is such a day, I am beaten back by life, what should I do.

Maybe I'm just kidding myself. As the doctor said at the end of the film, when the door of the drug "wake up" is closed, maybe I need to open another "wake up" window - the simplest things that are neglected, friends, family, work, play , life and love.

No tolerance, no side effects. Love is the eternal antidote.

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  • Chaya 2022-04-23 07:01:43

    Just know that Robin Williams is a failure! When I was twitching, I finally understood why so many people like radish!

  • Imelda 2022-03-27 09:01:05

    Great acting by both male leads, although I think it would have been better for the two to swap roles. The ending was too hopeless.

Awakenings quotes

  • Dr. Sayer: His gaze is from the passing of bars so exhausted, that it doesn't hold a thing anymore. For him, it's as if there were thousands of bars and behind the thousands of bars no world. The sure stride of lithe, powerful steps, that around the smallest of circles turns, is like a dance of pure energy about a center, in which a great will stands numbed. Only occasionally, without a sound, do the covers of the eyes slide open-. An image rushes in, goes through the tensed silence of the frame- only to vanish, forever, in the heart.

  • Anthony: [cheerfully] How's it going?

    Frank: How's it going?

    Anthony: Yeah, how do you feel?

    Frank: Well, my parents are dead. My wife is in an institution. My son has disappeared out west somewhere.

    [pause]

    Frank: I feel old and I feel swindled, that's how I feel.