Methadone and lexapro

Can someone out there confirm that most antidepressants are dispensed as pills, which are hard to grind to soluble dust?
I grant that the effect is real, as many women on Lexapro have found, but its administration has to be subtle.

'If you want to wait, you can. But you look like you need this now, Jess. You'll be bred by many bulls in your life. Mark can wait a little longer for his second chance.'
Hope Mark kicks the shit out of his oversized nuts when he gets back for taking advantage of his girl! Heh. ...thats kinda like; 'aww come on, dont wait for Mark to get home with the methadone, I have some crack riiiiiight here for you, no need to suffer! You can take the methadone later, youre in pain now!' Hehehe
Unfortunately, I had barely mated with Mark since then. Jess always hogged him all to herself. He had mounted me a few times in the week after Jess gave birth, but once she was ready again he stopped.
Oh hell, fuck that, go claim sister's rights! Hehehe, just show up about nine or ten and explain to your sister that you're spending the night with them! ;)
'Uh, Uh, Uh,' I moaned, his huge balls slapping against my rump. I couldn't move under him, I was trapped under him until he had finished having his way with me. God did it feel amazing.
So I was sitting here last night reading this and trying to decide if I was going to explain what story I've been reading lately to my wife, hehe, still haven't decided...hell she knows I'm pervy;) ...anyway that got me to thinking, can you imagine the look on their faces if a group of feminists got ahold of this and read it? Hehehe! However, I wonder what the numbers would be if everyone in the group got a copy of it but they didn't know any of the rest did... How many of them would keep quiet about it and secretly get off on it, jilling her brains out reading it every night?! Hehehehe ;)
Suddenly I heard Jess and Mark shift in the grass and looked over to see her on all fours with Mark lining his cock up behind her.
I let out a groan and sat up. The sounds of his body slapping into her rump mixed with their moaning soon echoed around the field.
I stood up, feeling my pussy growing wet from the spectacle before me. I couldn't deny how much I wanted Mark to mount me right now.
Oh. Hell. No. Sis busted into my room this morning interrupting a perfectly good morning mating just to nag on about leaving right on time and going with them, and now my sister is on all four shoving her ass in the air like a cat in heat with Her bf Mark, who just so happens to be the father of our child growing in my belly, pounding her dripping pussy like the world's about to end! Some picnic, huh miss third wheel! Well that bitch is sharing, Im gonna go over there and climb on her back, lock my legs around her waist and lay as close on her as I can with this belly, and roll us both on our sides in the grass, then he can damned well fuck us both!! ;)
Awesome chapter Heather! This story is just so much fun!! :). Oh, hehe, I was laughing at the 'sweaty' thing too, hehehe! Yeah, it's kind of retarded not to be able to edit the story after it's been uploaded! Not like the software hasn't been out long enough and gotten enough complaints for them to write a patch for it! Thats a pretty big thing too! :/
Looking forward towards the next chapter!! Thanks for writing :)

As the title says, I'm not a doctor (or a lawyer, counselor, or any other medical type), but I am an engineer. I hadn't noticed the comparision to Ohios' story, but it is valid. I'll buy the BiPolar excuse before the depression. I have inlaws, outlaws, and regular relatives that are bipolar, and each in their own way are very scary. The biggest problem with the bipolar excuse, is that it just doesn't manifest in six months. The infidelity was, I assume (risking all for that word) was a one-time occurence. She knew what she was doing but couldn't (wouldn't) help herself. Very strange circumstances, but I guess the onset of menopause could start triggering symptoms. God knows menopause triggers enough on its own. Things just didn't seem to fit together on the cheating.
Next thing that bothered me, Ju never seemed to profess any desire to have a restored muscle car, that was his dream. Why would he plan to give it to her? Especially as a surprise. It would make more sense to tell her upfront that he wanted to give her a part of his dream, and let her share in the restoration. Then she'd appreciate the car.
Lastly an observation, if I were to see my S.O. performing in a car next to me, I'd loose it too. I don't know if I'd be racing the troopers, but I'd sure be leaving in a hurry! Strange that the wife gets a 'walk' on her infidelity due to mental health issues. The husband gets nailed for loosing it during what could be considered a serious mental health incident. Seems like the constant inequities in civil vs criminal offenses will never change.
Time for me to take my Lexapro again, I'm starting to feel depressed (grin)! Thanks for sharing a very good story!

God damn give it a rest. Repeating the same fucking things over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again!!! STOP!!!!!