. By the time I got to college, I struggled to take it at the same time every day. I would forget to bring them if I spent the night at my boyfriend’s house—or I would throw it up if I was hungover.
I just genuinely couldn’t keep up with taking it on time every day. I remember sitting in class and not being able to remember whether I’d taken my pill.
If I was moody—or, a couple of times, when my —I would freak out, worrying I was pregnant.At one point I also had side effects when I switched pills.
I took the new one for three months and fell into a mild depression. Luckily my best friend and mom made the connection that the depression had started when I started taking the new pills, and I went off of them immediately.
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