Back then, I believed following instructions was enough. The system moves you along — nobody asks “what’s really happening?”. It felt official. Eventually, it didn’t feel right.
Then the strange fog. I blamed stress. Still, my body kept rejecting the idea. I searched forums. No one had warned me about interactions.
That’s when I understood: one dose doesn’t fit all. The reaction isn’t always immediate, but it’s real. Reactions aren’t always dramatic — just persistent. Still we don’t ask why.
Now I don’t shrug things off. Not because I’m paranoid. I challenge assumptions. Not all doctors love that. This is self-respect, not defiance.
The turning point, it would be
kamagra.