Clomipramine Is a drug used to treat anxiety so that's what he take and they are a capsule that is taken by the mouth and is classified as an anti depressant. It is also used to treat Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. anyways on With the show....322Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbhhcGPu7VT
He took me to my bedroom and laid me down on the bed. He covered me with the blanket and then grabbed gauze and bandages. “Would you help me” He held his arms out? I placed the gauze on the deep wounds then wrapped them with an ace bandage. I kissed his arm, “Babe where are we going?” He laughed “Hell most likely, Love” He ran the back of his hand over my cheek. “I want kids. Do you?” He looked shocked at the question “Of course dear but… What if I’m not a good father.” I smiled “Of course you’ll be a great father.” He bit his lip “Are you sure?” He questioned “Yes I’m sure you’ll be a great father. I bet they’ll have your eyes.” I smiled and kissed him. “I love you… I’m yours, Blake.” He smiled and said “I didn’t forget love. I know your mine. It's very visible.” He said pointing to my neck. I placed my hand on my neck. “Is it really. I didn’t notice.” I giggle “Back to your arms though. How often did you do this?” I asked looking at the once white bandages now stained a deep crimson.322Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM0FxfCVw5V
“Um since my mom died more often than I'd like to admit. About three times a week.” He said “Is it just your arms or-” He interrupted me “Just my arms!” He said
“Just my arms!” I got defensive. If I wouldn’t have answered her she would’ve stripped me down and checked every part of my body and I don’t think that would’ve led to anything good. And sex just isn’t on my mind right now. “Babe! Are you lying to me?” “No, I just. I’m not sure what would happen if I let you check the rest of my body.” Her eyes met mine “I don’t believe you… Lose the pants.” I stood up and dropped my pants “Love, is this necessary?” I asked, “Yes absolutely necessary.” She replied I rolled my eyes “Okay your good fix your belt.” I did “What was your mother like,” She asked as I laid down with her head on my chest “Well she looked kind of like me except she had blue eyes. She had the most beautiful laugh and she used to sing to me when I had trouble sleeping or her and dad had gotten into a fight. She was so sweet but she had an addiction to a lot of things. I remember her kissing my forehead when I was sick and pressing a cold rag to my head.” tears started to flow from my eyes. I removed my glasses and wiped my eyes “I lived with this woman all my life and all she did was pretend an abusive man was my father. I’ve never met the man who she slept with and probably never will.” She looked at me and said, “It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me anymore.” I turned and to the night stand beside my bed and pulled out a pill bottle. Clomipramine was printed in plain text on the front. I took two of the capsules, “Love, if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to sleep for a little.” She nodded with her head still on my chest she fell asleep and I started petting her head until I fell asleep.
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